Sarah woke on the same camp stretcher she had been sleeping on for the last few months. In the same room she had lived in for the same time, a room in which she had become very familiar. The room was large, large enough for four people and several devices. In one corner was her bed, in another a well-used professional treadmill, another contained a soft floo...
I posted this story on the gay genre but it would fit just as well in the reluctance/non-consent so if that stuff doesn't appeal to you I request that you turn back now. However, if that's your cup of tea I truly hope you enjoy my story. ***** The run down East Lakeshore was the soccer team's favorite part of practice because it brought them past the soror...
Dear Glenda, Hi. How are you? I don't know if you remember me or not, but I used to be your sister Eileen's husband, David. I'm not sure if my writing to you is welcome but I thought I'd give it a try. Glenda, I remember all the good times we had. Like the time you and I were working on enlarging your grand mother's room and you were trying to knock out a...
In the morning I was brought down just long enough for a brisk bath and a small meal of biscuits and honey. When I was returned to my post the room was bustling with preparations for the evening’s festivities. I looked around for my servant with whom I had found forbidden pleasure last night, but he must have been busy somewhere else. The day grew long and I...
As they walked in to the club, anyone looking would believe they were a perfectly matched couple. He just over 6 foot, his tanned skin contrasting with his white shirt, his coal black hair and startling green eyes. And she was just exquisite, not quite 5 foot, her hair falling down to her waist in ebony curls, her smooth, supple tanned skin, that just invite...
*** This story is set in the medieval Viking age, with elements of horror, and has MINIMAL erotic content. *** The Story Of Mist 1. Shortcomings (a tale of the Valkyrie Mist, set in Midgard) Cattle die, and kinsmen die,And so one dies one's self,One thing now, that never dies,The fame of a dead man's deeds.(Bellow's translation) Cattle die, kindred die,...
Craig entered the room cradling Carol in his massive arms, like she was a child. He had deflowered the petite woman's ass in front of her son and fucked her snatch in the bathroom, before showering and drying her: it had been much more than a quick biting and sniffing of the captive housewife's body, like he said to Nick, Tom and John. Now he was late. His...
Sitting beside you in a restaurant I feel the warmth coming from your body. So I slide closer to you and place my hand on your inner thigh. When you feel me squeeze it you reach under the table and lace your fingers into mine. Sliding my hand down your leg I push back. I want to feel you and caress you. I want you to grow in my hand and to feel how hot you c...
Uhemer Kingdom's Heart Moriana set her blue eyes on the naked body of the old Master, who was screaming and sobbing. The wound between the leg of the man, hanging with his chained arms on the stone wall, remained red, even though he was no longer bleeding. A deep wound, extending from the right nipple to the belly, covered a large part of his body with a t...
Wednesday morning might have eased gently into the world offering streaks of thunder gray clouds with golden fringe on the horizon like horizontal curtains on the stage of the sun, dark gray specks of flocks with opposite destinations in the near and distance easing across the sky and the faint hum of morning understood only to those deeply sensitive to the...