It was two years after she died, she had been five years older than him, but still barely past forty. Cancer had made Hank a widower and a single parent. Mary had left him with two young girls, a set of beautiful six-year-old twins, Nina and Tina. Each day they reminded him of Mary, and he loved them for it. Never since their mothers death had Hank thought o...
I've never been much of a rebel. A responsible adult from approximately 11 years of age, I never thought much about rules, because doing the right thing was just, well, what I did. Wolf's and my relationship has been that of Dominant and submissive right from the start, but we've always been pretty easy going about it, and the only rule he had ever enforced...
I had wanted her so badly the whole week, my sexual desire roaring past my senses and threatening to overtake my actions. I did not let it -- I had learned control over the past few years, and knew that my friendship with her was so much more precious in my heart that I did not want to ruin it with my basic urges. . . I had traveled the country, literally,...
This is chapter two of "The Start" and the continued saga of Cole Bryant. The characters in this story are completely fictitious. Any similarities to any real people are coincidence. Also if you are going to give feedback please make it constructive so I may improve my stories. Thanks and I hope you enjoy it. Kodos. * Megan and I arrived at the party. It...
Nancy was a co-worker and a neighbor. She lived a few doors down from me on the far side of the street. After a few drinks at the office Christmas Party she confessed to me that she had a submissive craving and that since she was in a subordinate role to me, that she had fantasies about me being her dom. She said it laughingly as if it were a joke that she n...
When Andy last saw her he was on a business trip to New York and she managed a exclusive lingerie store on Madison Avenue, one that sold ninety dollar panties and custom made merrywidows to the stars. He got a tip from a mutual friend that she worked there and stopped by after a particularly trying meeting with a potential investor from Canada. Still in his...
This is a true story. At least from what I remember. My recollections and fantasies may have embellished it over the twenty years or so, but I believe I am describing the images as they occurred… I was on my way to Hawaii, flying from the East Coast. I was planning on meeting a group of friends there. All of us had gone to high school three years before, an...
The other evening I was watching a travel programme on TV featuring a short item on the joys of a narrow boat holiday on the UK canal system and it brought back vivid memories of a sunny July afternoon walking along the canal towpath near to my home. It was only a few weeks after my 18th birthday and, having left school with very few qualifications, I was...
This story is because of a fan from Lit who recently wrote to me with a story idea. I hope this will get more of you to send me ideas or if you want to develop this story from here let me know. * What a name Destiny had. Born into a well to do Kansas farmer's family she lost her dad she idolized at the tender age of 12, He had a huge debt that he couldn't...
Jason had never done well with high temperatures. Admittedly, he had found Virginia's somewhat moderate climate range to be taxing in its own right. It was no wonder then that he found himself more than uncomfortable now, sprawled out on some beach in the Caribbean, scraped up and thoroughly discombobulated. Squinting, he could make out the very tip of a la...