***It is 1917 in the heat of the Russian Revolution. Natasha, bored and horny during a long meeting, fantasizes about taking over and sexually dominating her comrades. Everything is going her way until Borya shows up.*** It was late afternoon and the committee meeting was still in session. The sun was slowly going down thru the windows of the columned hall,...
Kimiko didn't care that she was dwarfed by velvet-festooned French doors, or that outside the morning sun poured gold over a garden the size of her home town. Instead, she scowled, incredulous, as a rash of red lights flashed all over the schematics on her tablet. The old rocker's house was riddled with wireless hidden cameras. All on. All sending data. Sh...
***** It's probably a question in the reader's head by now why I called this a Non-Human story. That part will become clearer a ways farther on. For now, our bunch of fugitives is racing down a dirt road as fast as the driver can get it to go and still stay on the road at all. Remember that this is set in 1974 and there wasn't as much infrastructure where...
Will these two EVER learn? The Conclusion. An original story. Chapter 4 of 4. I know that I usually write story continuations, but there's been enough clamoring, comments and emails encouraging me to write my own, that I figured I'd offer up a few. I don't think the trolls will care one way or the other. I hope you enjoy this little story, and remember,...
CHAPTER 1 For the three years Aiken Farm operated as a refuge for homeless women, although never holding itself out in that role simply because Ryan Aiken, an attorney, never intended to operate like that. At its peak in that role during those first two years under Ryan's ownership, the farm of twelve lowly productive acres was home for Ryan, two young Ang...
I get into trouble at work, and my wife Vidya has sex with my boss to save me. Author's note: While adultery can be a great source of enjoyment in fantasy and erotica, in real life it damages souls and destroys marriages. Please treat the following story as a fiction and fantasy piece only. It is written to deliver pleasure, and has no other purpose. -- Tar...
"Ring ... Ring ... RING" Jason slowly rolled over and looked at the clock as he reached for the phone. "2:30AM" flashed in front of him and groaned. He'd been sleeping less then 90 minutes since getting off a 16-hour shift at the clinic. "Hello?" he yawned into the phone. "Hello, Jason? This is Karen at the Clinic. I know you just left here but we have a '...
I could hardly believe it myself. He was even older than DD, much older; in fact he was also older than my dad. Yes, Jon was into his fifties. But that didn't stop him being an amazingly good fuck and probably the most interesting man I'd slept with and maybe had ever known. He was an actor. Not tremendously successful but a face that when seen in a film or...
CHAPTER ONE After being married for eleven years to my husband Barry, who is a scientist in a well-known pharmaceutical company, I decided we needed our sex life to be enhanced. Don't get me wrong, this part of our marriage has been good, but I feel it could be raised to a higher level. Privately, I have always fantasised about wearing a very tight-laced...
Author's Notes: There is very much thinking, remembering, and action in this reconciliation story rewrite. I continue to use multi-syllable words. It's vintage c1992w of what I like to write about as I continue to learn Wordsmithing. Found here are zero hot sex, my own POV, and my typing errors. Thanks for reading my stuff and all cogent feedback (especially...