I glared at my friend over my beer glass. "I'm bored. I shouldn't be. I'm an Ivy League grad from a very rich family, who doesn't need to work. I don't usually have an issue getting women into my bed. But my life is missing something." He handed me a card. KIM, PROFESSIONAL DOMINATRIX. There was a phone number listed. "I spent last night with her. She'...
The thought of being submissive and letting another superior being guide, direct and change me has become one of my driving desires. Over the past 15 years I have realized I am much better at pleasing others and have determined based on numerous online doms/master/mentors that I really should not care about my own pleasure if I can serve another and give the...
When Janet opened the door, the pizza delivery boy stood there with the two large ham, pineapple and mushroom pizzas that she had ordered for the party that she had planned with her friends to watch their local college football team's game. "Oh, you're not Jimmy. Jimmy always delivers my pizzas," Janet said in a disappointed voice. She looked over the young...
Author's Note: "Custom", a ten-part series, starts the morning AFTER "Luck", another ten-part series, with the same cast. If you haven't read "Luck", I advise starting there first as I cannot guarantee this story will make perfect sense when read alone. All characters are over the age of 18. If you're not a fan of slutty sorceresses, medieval fantasy viole...
Chapter 3 - Realities Nick stuck his key in the apartment door lock with purpose and rushed into the apartment "I have to get in and get out. I've got a hot date tonight with a girl from the AR department." Alex, entranced, mumbled an acknowledgement. "Always with the video games. Must be nice to sit around all day killing digital terrorists." Alex blew...
Part of a series of short stories with the common connection of 'Naked' and placed in various sections on this site. Some of them are funny, some are sad, some are quirky but all reveal the many facets of human emotion in all its naked rawness. If you like this one, please read: Naked Revenge under the Exhibitionist and Voyeur Naked Grief under Non Eroti...
Darnell Jackson Jones here. Friends call me D. J. I'm a big and tall black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I've got a spicy story to share with you. It involves some of my sexual proclivities. Strap-on sex is addictive, folks. I'm not even going to lie. Right now, I'm in bed with my wife Patricia Solomon Jones and our friend Janice Brunswi...
The newly appointed vicar of Chigwell was a dangerous looking sod, reflected Marcia McNab, church warden and general factotum of the vicar's manse. He looked more like a gypsy than a man of God. Longer than normal black hair curled untidily around his head seeming to indicate that it was as unruly as him. David Rutter also had dark penetrating eyes that were...
Lathandriel had found himself in the employ of the Baron of Whitefield, a walrus of a man called Allister Du Peamont. He arrived with a letter of recommendation from his former employer and the Baron's colleague, the Earl of Northshire. When the Baron expressed his disbelief that the rakish elf could serve as a bodyguard, Lathandriel proposed a test of his...
"How had I ended up here?" John thought to himself. He gazed down at the willowy redhead writhing underneath him in ecstasy. The ring on his right hand glimmered in the sun's rays passing through the apartment window and his hand held her hip firmly as he thrust his full length into her welcoming opening. Her long slender legs were wrapped around his back,...