I sat on my bed and daydreamed about sex. A particular man really got my juices going. I was 19, a freshman in college and really low on the sexual experience chart. Not the greatest of combos to be. The simple reason for my severely lacking sex life was my body, I was sure. I stood 5 ft 6, and weighed a very fluffy 190 lbs. I had my good parts but absolutel...
All day I have thought of nothing but what I was going to do to you that night. Since we had set the standard that we would have sex twice a week I had tried my best to be creative each and every time. Often it was gentle and passionate, but then other times it was a quest to see what could bring us the greatest orgasm we had ever had. All I could think of a...
My studio is in the north end of my loft where there's lots of daylight and plenty of space for a large computer set-up, 3-d printer, flat files and so on. I'm a partner in an architectural firm, but can usually work from home. The past few years in my loft have been blissfully quiet since both the apartments upstairs and downstairs have been seldom used pie...
He spotted her standing alone, in the mottled light at the dying end of the day. She was turned away from him, long, wavy auburn tinged black hair falling down her back and glowing in the fiery sunset like a burning tree. Her dress was white with a thick, beaded bone corset bodice. Her breasts erupted above the line of whale bone like a bouquet of daisies. T...
This is a continuation of the steamy new relationship between Patricia and Thomas, the older/younger couple who first met each other in the story The Cougar Prey's Counterattack. It isn't a necessity, but you may want to go back and read the first story, before proceeding on to this one. In any case, I have attempted to write this story to be complete in i...
What if I said I missed you today? The taste of your skin, the freckles on your shoulders, the scent at the nape of your neck...all the things I took for granted when I had you to myself. If I had known that the last time we were together would be the Last Time I would touch you, things might have gone a bit differently. I had it all planned, you know. Dow...
Tim continued to corset Mary in the leather corset five days out of seven. He pulled the laces an inch tighter every day and marked the laces every two days to confirm his place as he drew them tighter. Over a period of three weeks he'd drawn them up by over 18" which meant the corset was at least an inch tighter on Mary's waist. Tim felt it was time to ask...
The weathered wooden door to the Tumbling Goats Tavern opened, its patrons glancing over as a massive minotaur gripped the doorframe. He ducked under it, mindful of horns, and rose to his full stature inside the tavern as the door swung closed behind him. Nearly eight feet tall with broad set shoulders a pattern of battle scars wove itself across his hide....
Before you read this story, may I suggest you go back and read Chapter 1and 2 first, as it will help you understand the story line. When you read this story you will notice that, outside of the sex of the characters, I avoid describing the physical appearance of the characters. This is done to make it easier for you the reader to place yourself into the role...
She was becoming frightened. She had been in the room for almost an hour. At least it felt as though an hour had passed. Her hands were behind her, and her head was bowed. A thick eyeless mask had been placed onto her head, covering her eyes. She was in the dark, yet she could hear sounds around her. "Take off your dress," boomed a voice. She thought the vo...