CHAPTER 1 Every weekday morning for three weeks Nick Collins had seen the young woman sitting at the bus stop, looking forlorn and not looking up at the passing traffic. He left for work late one morning and saw her boarding a bus. That upset his latest theory that perhaps the bus never came and she went home around 5:00 tired and hungry from sitting alone...
I had been talking with a lady online for a few months; we met through one of the many social networking sites. Our relationship was strictly platonic; she was very easy to talk to and seemed very understanding. I eventually told her everything even my deepest and darkest secrets, my fetish for dressing and acting as a girl and my darkest fantasies. After a...
Who would have thought it; I was reduced to finding a partner on the Internet? I had read about these dating web sites and though dubious I found one, completed my details and waited. A few days went by and I heard nothing. I waited a few weeks and still I heard nothing. I turned to an old girlfriend for advice. I'd known Julia since school and though close...
"Tomorrow I want you to wear that dark blue suit of yours, and your suspenders, and a nice bleached white shirt, with the blue rep tie." Jasmine fired off her orders like a drill sergeant while looking down at his helpless form. His cock was raging and she was pressing firmly on the head with her shoe. "Wear your wing tips and some nice dress socks for me...
I often wondered if there was a deeper side to the swinging scene, a side that some only get invited to and after a chance meeting with a switch and somewhat dominant genetic female I was hooked. Meeting a lady from a well-known UK swinger's website who loved girls like me with something extra to satisfy their needs had always been something of a fantasy I...
My stories tend toward the nonconsent/taboo side, but I want to be clear that I'm in no way suggesting that the acts in my stories are okay. Forced sex is a fantasy I enjoy and I write for other similarly minded people. Real rape is ugly and sad, and if it's something you're considering acting out you should seek help. * Alright, longest disclaimer ever, b...
Hey guys- So this is the continuation of chapter 8. Here you find out some more of the heavy past Sean carries. ________ Her name was Khatira. She was about 18 years old and had the prettiest wide smile adorned with thick lips. Large sparkling brown eyes rimmed with kohl and she had the longest eyelashes he'd ever seen. Her skin was the color of the cha...
This day was a particularly hot one, temperature soaring faster than the quickest of birds could race across the sky. The day was proving to quickly be one that could not be at all merciful. Yet the hour was young, perhaps no more than two hours past daybreak. It would indeed be another miserable day. A single woman strays from the confines of that which wo...
Northwest Hunters: Book Two: Finding Happiness: Chapter One Chapter 2: Facing Loss Junie woke to the familiar feeling of Bob's hand cupping her breast, his fingers teasing her nipple. The pleasant sensations echoed through her, waking her senses, making her aware of her full bladder. Lifting his hand to her lips, she kissed his fingers and slipped from the...
After a good night's sleep, they wake with the coming of daylight, and Catherine is already excited. 'I've always wanted to ride a horse, Nelly's were never used for riding, just for farm work. Let's go, I can't wait!' Vincent can't help but smile at such enthusiasm, with such a tiny body riding will be quite an effort, even sitting in front of an adult. B...