Author's note: This is part of a long story. No part of it is intended to stand alone. I suggest starting with Part 1 In revising the whole story, I've corrected errors, but also filled in a lot. This has inevitably made it all even longer. My apologies to anyone who read it in the original form and now finds it changed for the worse. If you're looking m...
In keeping with my style, there is very little actual sex, though the theme is decidedly adult. If someone had suggested to me before I got married even the possibility that something like this could happen, I would have considered it too absurd to even dignify the comment with a response. I can’t pinpoint the time when the whole situation began to develop....
'It started with those seven little words that send a chill up and down a man's spine: "Honey; how much do you love me? I mean really really love me?" You already know that, "Not enough to overlook what you are getting ready to try and sell me" isn't the right answer to that particular question. All you can do is suck it up and say, "You already know I lov...
I must give credit to my editor SlaveGirl70. She was a vital contributor to this story, and corrected many blunders on the part of the author. I can't thank her enough. Daunti ***** On The Road Again An Exercise in Middle Aged Fantasy Tim had been driving alone for nearly six hours. He'd stopped for gas and a cup of coffee about thirty minutes ago,...
"Prologue: How it Began" The events described here happened in the 1970s. Before smart phones. Before the Internet. Hell, before Penthouse Letters. Which means that what I was (a cuckold) and what I am 40+ years later (still a cuckold) were not things I heard about and got curious; apparently they sprang of their own accord from my fertile and fevered littl...
Watching Susan undress and model in her underwear, William wished he was in her room with her. All so surreal with Susan standing in her bedroom and in plain sight of his office windows from her bedroom windows, William felt as if was watching a live peep show from his office. He watched her looking down at her assembled underwear stacked and organized on h...
***I wanted to finish this one off and it was so close that I just needed to think about it and as I read my notes, I tossed them and decided that ... well, you'll see what I mean. This wasn't ever meant to be more than a happy little love story with a twist, but I like Elohan and I really like Aksun, so ... Actually, I think I've used her in another story...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story involves the characters introduced in "The Bridesmaids' Revenge" although it can be rea...
First let me say thanks to my volunteer editor Kjplotts, second this is a LONG non-erotic story. So if that's what you're looking for you should keep on looking. Also any fair comments are always welcome. * Being careful, as was his habit, to always keep a discreet distance from the events unfolding in front of him, the completely nondescript man observin...
Stripped naked, blindfolded, and tied to her bed, Dominatrix Dominique disciplines her landlord. She looked at him with disgust and he looked at her with lust. With him being a pervert and her being an inner city, proud, black, woman from Detroit, she didn't have to be a psychic to know what he meant in doing other things than sucking and fucking. Having be...