The tramp knew what he had, they walked slowly through the alley, like prince and princess waiting vows, but he knew where he stood, a lowly tramp, and a lady true, his hands were still at his sides, the adventurous spirit locked within an ice cube of fear and lost lust. They neared the other side, barely acknowledging each other, they stayed silent, like t...
I arrived home from my auto shopping trip about five o'clock, making sure to check my front door for any new placards Barry might have hung, then pulled into the garage and pushed the button over my sun visor to close the garage door. I sat in the car for a minute thinking about my day. I'd given my attorney the okay to get my divorce finalized and let a tot...
This fantasy makes more sense if you've read the other six parts first. All my characters are over 18, and so should you be! Sado-masochism is a strong thread running through some of my stories, which are hopefully not over-crude, and tend to emphasise the dominance inferred upon the receiver of the punishment. Three months had passed by since Naomi's init...
Brian was on an all time high, a month ago he'd landed a job at a fashion house. Not one of the major companies, they designed mostly women's fashion and imported about 60% of their marketable inventory, comprising silk and lace blouses, lingerie and evening wear. However, he was learning a great deal about the industry, and best of all, he had just been pro...
I was in my senior year in high school, and, when I noticed the English teacher I was going to have this year, my jaw dropped to my knees. She was about 5'7," had long, dark red hair, very bright, green eyes, and, I learned her measurements were 55HH-23-39. Up to that time, she had the biggest, hugest NATURAL tits I had ever seen, except for a few porn pho...
Prince Oliver skipped through the castle garden. He loved the green and the flowers. He was nineteen and yet to be married. In truth his parents had coddled him as a boy. He knew his numbers and letters. He knew how to run a castle and a kingdom. On paper anyway. But he would never be a warlord. Never be a brave leader of men on the battlefield. His gold...
No series of stories about the effect clothing can have on a person's sex life, could be complete without a look at corsets. In this Jo does more than look. Chapter 1 Jo was lying on her front. Her head was turned to her left, away from the centre of the massive, king-sized bed, her eyes were closed. A thin, crisp, white cotton sheet was draped across...
The momentum of the night before finally slammed into me as I drove to the University the next day to teach my classes. Slammed onto my chest and for a moment took my breath. The argument, explanation, justification I presented to my husband did make a crazy sense. A sense he must have recognized, and obviously tolerated, borne on the momentum to laugh with...
This is fourth part of the series that began with Tommy riding in the backseat with the preacher's wife. The chapters are short and I want to write quickly but there has been a longer gap between three and four than the earlier ones. A lot of people wrote and offered advice and shared memories. I liked that and appreciate it. ***** After a very unusual car...
The carnival sprang up like an exotic weed overnight at the edge of town, while the good folks of Zachariah were sleeping. The tiers of its brightly hued tents crept up right between the rusty water tower and the long-abandoned grain silo of Banter's Farm. In the chill hours before dawn, up went the symmetrical mechanical glory of the Ferris wheel, the daunt...