Dark brown eyes widened and stared with intrigue at the woman sitting across from them at the large oak desk. Ned Bricker had not expected his morning to start off this way. The woman, Anya MacTiernen, didn't particularly surprise him, however, at her unexpected statement. As a lawyer, he had had any number of men, women, and even children, sitting across fr...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about the resumption of the story. Thank you again to blunajana who offered to help me with proofreading. Taking her advice I would like to mention that I have made mention of the Poem "My Country" by Dorothea McKellar for anyone interested in this as they read. I have also used a uniquely...
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follows,...
Note: I refer you to the notes in previous chapters concerning the fact that this follows a bisexual submissive male. To the anonymous commenter who keeps insisting this should be in Gay Male, sorry, but there's a lot more going on than just dude on dude sex. This story covers multiple categories, all of which are fetishes of one kind or another. If I ever w...
Lana was home alone on a Saturday afternoon when suddenly her phone rang. It was Sara, her best friend since high school. "Hi Lana, what's you plan for this evening?" "Nothing special. Staying home and relax." "Want to go out with me?" Lana hesitated. She wanted a quiet evening at home by herself. "I am not sure. What's the plan for tonight?" "Just...
I know next to nothing about the army, it was only intended as the background of an erotic story, so please do not bash me too hard about that part. :-) But I would still be happy to get any other feedback from you, constructive criticism is most welcome. ---------------------------------------------- The outpost was known as Fort Holidays among the soldi...
My adventures with friends over the years were amazing, but one really stands out. I had a friend named John who had a sister named Susan. We called her Sue of course, and while he was a rather ordinary guy, she was completely incredible. She was another person that I'd seen grow up over the years. From a plain young girl to an amazing woman who was a comp...
"Holy fuck, Professor!" She was staring at me, weak and out of breath. "Who the fuck are you?" I smiled, removing the chain from around her neck. "You can get dressed now. And, as we discussed, I'm simply your college professor. Nothing more." I undid the chain from around her waist to unlock the upper cabinet. Her breathing was still strained but calming...
Victoria was a virgin who feared touch, much less sex. Vicki was a vamp who needed touch, and often sex. The two walked in the shadow of College Mall and the new Lazarus store on the west side of Bloomington. By 2023, this was all gone, the older Martha realized. It began with the fires of 2018 that swept through much of the area, and the F-5 tornado 10 m...
This story was written long before the latest terrorist activity which affected flights to the US. It is not intended to trivialise the serious and vital job that Customs and Immigration officials do at airports. Without their vigilance our freedom to travel where we wish would be severely curtailed. This is just a fantasy and I hope you enjoy, vote and comm...