(excerpt from a Vampyre Novel) In agreeing to help, the thanatophobic Baron had one demand: To have the Countess's new companion be part of his obsession with death, beauty, Victoriana, and all things equine. On this special theme night in his club 'The Lair', Jessica was his lead horse at a macabre, fetish, Victorian wake. She had spent a bizarre afternoon...
This is my first submission (no pun intended). Look for parts 2-4 and let me know what you think. * * * * * It had felt like a big risk. He wasn't sure how she would react. Would she be disgusted and turned off, or would she find it a fun diversion to reinvigorate their sex life? He had spent a long time in the adult section of the video store trying to fi...
Note: All action in the story takes place among characters all over the age of 18. ***** "Good seeing you again, Ms. Brown. Have a great night." I ran her order of some inspirational books and some trinkets through the barcoder. "Oh, now, call me Lori, please," she said, grinning at us as she headed her wheelchair out to the parking lot. "Uh, oh, Ok Lor...
This is an account of an actual scenario, however names have been changed to protect the identity of those involved. *** "You're going to get us in trouble!" Prior to the events that transpired on that seemingly innocuous Sunday afternoon, which I will describe in detail, I had always considered myself a loyal, trustworthy person. By and large, when someo...
Hi all, I have a tale to tell that you may find interesting! I can't say I wasn't warned. I can't say she encouraged me. I can't even say I didn't deserve it. But damn it, it's unfair. We men are destined to fail, it's nature having a poke at our expense. We are built for sex, lust for all manner of perversions: it's our instinct and our hormones. We re...
IMPORTANT: Read "Her Victorian Bottom Plundered" before this follow up story. Thank you. ** Part 1. For awakened Prudence, the days had been sexually listless for Henry, her husband, was away on business. The sunlight flickered through the swaying branches of the old oak tree which majestically dominated the farthest reaches of their garden, and which un...
Author's note: This is a first for me: It's the first and depending on your comments and reception it also might be the last exclusively heterosexual Story I've written. Please let me know what you think about their relationship or if my Master is too nice to his pet. Thanks in advance, R. W. ------------------------------------------ Summary: After more t...
'I see you're in the paper again, Ms Brune.' From behind the concierge's desk Davy Markham held up a copy of the local community newspaper with a front page photograph of Josephine Brune ceremoniously planting a tree in front of the new West City Early Childhood Education Centre. 'I've got a couple of spare copies here if you'd like them.' Ms Brune smiled...
This is my third Tug story. In this one, our hero and his Atlantean wife solve the mystery of Jack the Ripper; thereby, saving the world from Nazi Armageddon. Their discoveries expose the real truth behind the Whitechapel murders, along with some of the more unsavory elements of Victorian England. Along the way, they meet the legendary Victorian swashbuckler...
(Let me lead you through the sepia-toned, historic setting for this tale - colonial India - where you will experience some of the most delicious Clothed Female Naked Male fun you have ever come across. On the banks of the Ganges the senior boys' college was filled with aristocratic 18 year olds, thrillingly subject to the discipline of female English teacher...