This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
"It's not at all like that, Father," Romina complained into the stone's grill. She hated these new magical devices; they never worked like the wizards always promised. "So there wasn't a troll trying to kill you," her father asked. His voice was distant and cold, as if he were shouting to her from a long distance away in their old castle residence. "Well,...
With my irregular work schedule as a realtor, I tend to walk the dogs a lot during the day. Especially during the warm months, when the sun is shining and the birds are singing and the two goofy mutts lunge at every squirrel they see in the tree-heavy neighborhood my wife and I live in. I'm also motivated by the fact that Kay, the most attractive postal empl...
I saw Aristos every day, but I never grew tired of watching them walk, the women anyway. They glided like swans over water, their clothing billowing and floating around them like a vision from Heaven. They looked like a different species compared to me and my kind. The three who’d just entered the room were no exception, they were paragons of radiance and...
Roberta Russell had just finished wheeling the garbage can out to the curb - one of the few things her now ex-husband had done well when he was around - and after she did the chore she felt herself flush a bit. It wasn't from the minimal effort she had just made, but was something that had been happening a lot now that she was a half century old. The lemonad...
THIS IS A FANTASY...IT IS NOT REAL...IT IS A SEX PARODY This is a story about tennis mega star Serena Williams and Dr Dick (Me) the sports psychologist. I hope you enjoy it. *** I was in my office awaiting my next appointment. I was looking through a questionnaire I had her fill out prior to the appointment. I am a sports psychologist, and I have treated,...
Smooth and shiny, burgundy globes, the feel against your lips and the unmistakable scent making you salivate before you pop them in. The slender woody stalks in your fingers. Your tongue searching your mouth for stones. There's something about cherries, something vaguely sexual. A memory of teenage girls trying to tie stalks with their tongues as a party t...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones, which is why i...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Punishment Felicity does as she's told, no matter what. This story I wrote just for me, to get myself off. Maybe it will work for you too, or maybe not. Our heroine is a submissive in case that matters to you, and as it turns out, quite the slut! I hope you like it, and...
If you've read "The Birthday Suit Club, The Beginning" you know how this all started. If not, then here is a brief recap. I was severely burned, including my face, as a child which lead to me becoming very reclusive as a teenager. My sister, Gail, decided that I needed to have more social contacts. She caught me trying to overhear her telling a friend of h...