08. The Lion and the Pussy The three friends continued to make their way through the dark and gloomy forest for the rest of the day, never seeing the light of the sun through the thick forest canopy. Scarecrow and Tin Man were not human, so they didn't feel the need to rest. Dorothy, however, did tire eventually and the other two travelers stood guard while...
Katherine allowed her fingers to trail along the length of Greg's thigh, his cock twitched a little and a wicked smile flashed across Katherine's lips. Poor Greg, since he'd persuaded her to take control of his cock she had made it her mission to drive him crazy with lust and longing for the freedom he once had, but which she had no intention of allowing him...
The next morning, when I awoke, I began to plan what I would do on the day, as John had decided to attend an all-day seminar at a local hotel. While still relaxing in bed, I started to reflect on our recently re-activated sex life. For many years, we both had been so busy with our careers and raising our two kids, now out on their own. Sex had taken a back s...
This piece was written as an experiment to see if I could write a decent story using dialogue alone. I thought it would be an interesting idea and that it might help me strengthen my dialogue writing in the process. There's a lot of 'forced-bi' suggested in this story by the way so if you have a problem with that then maybe read something else! ***** "I'm...
It was a typical, dark day in the castle. Everyone was getting ready for, yet another, banquet that Irvin was throwing. Miyu sat in her room dreading the night. She would have to dress in a manner that she never would on her own accord, unless her father insisted. Irvin would, of course, insist because there would be many suitors present at the banquet, tryi...
"I'm so cold," you announce to the fire as you scoot in closer to me. We've been dreaming of camping for months now, and we thought we had finally scheduled a perfect night. In many ways it was: the sky was clear overhead; stars were shining in full force; insects and amphibians thrummed softly around us. But damn if it isn't chilly. You nuzzle in closer,...
He didn't know what happened. He doesn't why he's awakened to so much darkness. The last thing he remembered was going home to get some sleep and an electric shock came over him. Was it a taser? Was he taken? Besides waking up in the dark he couldn't get up . He was sitting down, tied to a chair. He couldn't feel any circulation on either of his wrists. Too...
And then it began in earnest. Naked, with an erection like I was a 19 year old, kneeling before my toilet like an intoxicated throne worshiper, my face hovering about an enormous shit log of my own as it bends about in the cold toilet water, touching both sides—already its brown, smearing the white porcelain, and its smell, filling the bathroom with an other...
A few quiet days later I got a phone call from a withheld number. At the time I was taking a lunchtime walk along the sea-front. "Hello?" "Hello, it's Graham." "Graham? I don't know anyone called Graham." "We met last week." The penny wasn't dropping. I don't know what planet I was on. "Sorry." "Um. We met at the shop. The shop on Surrey Street?" "Ooo...
By Jonathan Quincy Graves {Note: This is the fifth in a multi-part story series describing the evolving relationship of a woman who provides leadership and discipline for her husband. Each installment can stand alone, but they read much better if you start at the beginning, go to: Erin Ch. 01 - Female led Relationship. JQGraves} ******** I have to laug...