You want to know something pathetic? Imagine you're a middle-aged man. You're slowing down. A little. But you've got this new, cock-crazy, nymphomaniac of an on-line girlfriend who wants to get off with you every night. She pouts you a kiss, her sensuous red lips framed by shoulder length curls of silky black hair. Then she tells you, "as soon as my husband...
Author's note: this may be intense for some readers. It is a rape fantasy, so I am warning you now. But I didn't write it to glorify rape. It is more of a look into how a submissive can fight back when ordered to. You have been warned. Enjoy! PS - I didn't include the aftercare portion of this scene, but as always it is THE MOST IMPORTANT PART of any scene,...
In my roamings on the WWW I came across a few self bondage sites and I found it amazing what people would risk in order to achieve fantasies of helplessness. Some do die in such scenes. One does have to be careful. Here is a story of one man who took all the care required in order to survive, but was it enough? Jason had dabbled in self bondage for many yea...
She had seen him around the office. Darren South didn't stand out the way the other guys around the office did. He was a little older, a little balder, and for some reason a little more unforgettable. There was just something about him, she thought. "Hello? Shawna? Are you there?" It was Tracey from accounting. They had just finished eating lunch when Dar...
If you're looking for a BTB story, sorry but this one isn't it. This is the story of a marriage put to the test. If you believe every story should end with either a husband celebrating his wife's unfaithfulness or killing the miscreant please skip this missive. It is not intended for you. For those who enjoy a mesmerizing tale of love, betrayal, and redemp...
Steve Comer was in command. The hard-throwing right hander was pitching a masterpiece for the hometown Rangers and Dick Parker was a captivated viewer. Texas was pistol-whipping the hated Red Sox, 11-2, and Comer was in a zone, about to throw a complete game. The sounds of victory rang out loudly in the cavernous Temple Junior College cafeteria. Dick wa...
You're waiting in the parking lot, fiddling with your phone. I'm watching from my car, smiling to myself; my daddy is a so cool, and confident. I walk nonchalantly to your car and slip into the passenger seat. My skirt slides up my leg to my hip, and you can see my pussy peeking out below the hem. I lean over the console and kiss you, running my fingers th...
I am far from unique in the world, but I have recognized the deep-seated aspects of myself and can relate to them daily, and thus, find a pleasure in sharing these incidents and people with the fantasy-rich audience of Avid Reader, who is abundantly populating the erotica boards. There are always going to be Origination Stories behind all epic sagas, and man...
This story is based on the song of the same name by Cypress Hill. It's my interpretation of the song's meaning. I took poetic licence with the ending and used another of their songs, One Last Cigarette as an ending. There is no sex in this story but it's not for younger eyes due to the type of story it is. Inspiration for the story was very much in the vein...
In the tale, "Chocolate Kisses," the characters of this story, were introduced. That tale related a forbidden romance in Depression Era Los Angeles. James Ewart, 45, a World War One fighter ace whose children were viciously murdered. His wife, Catherine, committed suicide after becoming pregnant with the murderer's child. Years later, he fell in love with B...