During the first hour of our drive back from Philadelphia to my home on the Jersey shore, Beth was totally silent. She wore a blue denim skirt, no stockings, a bright red pull-over with a gold Seton Hall University emblem on the front, and sneakers without socks. From the way her nipples protruded nicely into the pull-over, I knew she wasn't wearing a bra. P...
Discovering the delight of wearing female panties had led me to shave my legs - and then without thinking, I'd gone shopping and had met Joe - another panty devotee. And then I'd gone back to his place where we'd indulged in some incredible and wonderful oral sex - then afterwards I realised that I'd actually become a true cocksucker - and one who actually...
Introduction Part of the joy of writing this book has been the authors' interactions. A certain delicious tension reconciling the feminine and masculine taste in erotica has often led to a creative fusion. Sometimes though, compromise was required; so we ask our readers to consider that fidelity to the plot demands the inclusion of various types of eroticis...
A.N. Here we are all! This is the closing chapter of Act I of The Lost Boy. But like I said, don't worry there is much more to come! The Following Contains: Forceful sex between demon dickgirls and bottom boys. And consensual sex between them too, lol. Enjoy it or walk away. Again I wanna thank everyone who follows me for helping me get this far, :) I h...
"We all want to feel good." Charlotte leaned forward, beautiful blue eyes large and earnestly seductive. Allison held her gaze, trying to quell the beating in her chest. The sensual intensity in that look was outside of her experience. Her long eyelashes fluttered away from the contact. She felt the nervous flush creep up her cheeks as her eyes rested on...
Chapter One Isabella Sharpe woke up with a start. Her pulse was rapid and she had a wet sheen on her skin. Her sleep had been restless for the past few days. It could be the stress level at work. She had just been given a promotion to Lead Marketing Executive and the added responsibilities were beginning to build up. Isabella has a lot going for her. She's...
Part 02: Preparations. This is a continuing work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person or place, living or dead, real or imagined, is purely unintentional and coincidental. * At just before midnight, Robert was awake, and completely off his normal schedule. He showered, addressed his ravenous appetite. The he. the mystery man had work to do. He meas...
Author's Note: This story is a sequel to "The Program", which traces Tawny's journey from a voluntary sexual submissive in a D/s relationship to a paid, contracted pleasure slave, sold through a multinational conglomerate, called simply "The Company". This is the story of her first six-month service as a Company slave and begins immediately after her sale au...
It started with a telephone call, a couple of weeks ago, one of my former girlfriends called Christine, inviting me to her birthday party. I had nothing else planned for the evening, and accepted the invitation. When I walked into the venue, an upstairs room at a local pub, Christine was leaning on the bar, ordering drinks. She was wearing a very short, min...
Evening mists licked the feathered edges of the shadows as they lengthened across the valley floor. Dusk was enveloping the low depression and the tattered big top that stood in a sort of forlorn solitude, alone except for an equally neglected Winnebago and a rusted-out pickup parked nearby. Along the perimeter of the adjacent property overlooking the valley...