You have summoned me, Master. You have told me what I am to do. I will arrange for somewhere private and quiet for my Master. Somewhere where he will be peaceful and have all the time he wishes to use and command his slave for his pleasures. I will wear something that I hope will please you, but something that will not obstruct you in any way... the color wi...
Megan woke up on her 18th birthday, excited about the day ahead. She got out of bed and looked in the mirror. Megan was an attractive redhead with a great body, but she never saw herself as attractive, in fact she thought she was ugly. Megan put on a t shirt and jeans and went down the stairs, where her mother was waiting for her. "Happy birthday!"...
I had to laugh when I rubbed the gravy boat and the genie came out. It only looked like a magic lamp; I didn't really think it was one. Still, plain as day, there stood a shimmering, slightly-see-through female genie, dressed in the classic Arabian getup. Now, I'm not one to believe in ghosts or fairy tales or supreme beings. But somehow my conviction of d...
Author's Note - Please read from Chapter 1 to make sense of this. This is not a quick stroke story. There will be sexy-times, but they will only happen as the story's pace dictates, and that won't start quick. All characters participating in sexual activities are 18 or older. ***** Chapter 39 After a brief confusion getting everyone into vehicles, the co...
Lewis had to go through his closet, Looking over for anything that might fit for the girls. Which resulted in him finding some left-over clothes that his ex-had left behind. How long had they even been around? A year, maybe two? Lewis really couldn't recall. Oh well, since he hadn't seen Carol in nearly a year. He was sure that she wouldn't care. It wasn't m...
A big thanks goes to Joe Brolly for the original Genie Chronicles. As many people have done, I'm simply taking his original story format and giving it a twist. Fair warning, lesbian and futa (shemale) sex will feature heavily in this storyline. Special thanks to Ultrafem, Stickymon, and Ninjakitty for drawing this and many other pictures of these two charact...
We walked home together, hand in hand. It just seemed right and it was. Twenty minutes of nonsexual intimacy that I'll never forget as long as I live. We stayed naked (well, maybe it wasn't completely nonsexual - I was out of wishes and couldn't ask for clothes even if I wanted to). If you think I spent several moments flashing passing cars and mooning the p...
As we began packing up my grandfather's things after the funeral I looked at his old bottle collection on the top of the mantle over the fire. For years he had collected all the obscure glass bottles from soft drinks and beers from around the country and world when he travelled. Some went back as far as WWII and while most would see them as junk I saw them a...
I came home, dropped my things, and gasped. "WHO ARE YOU?" Withdrawing himself from behind the open fridge door was a stranger I could only liken to some B-movie cosplayer. And boy was his workout regimen something, because that was an eight-pack I think. And shit, my toe hurt. _______________________ Sighing, I set down my drink. "Okay. But w...
*Note* This is my first story I’ve done on this site so I apologize in advance for mistakes, and I will make it public once I’ve finished the base chapters. Feedback and comments are welcomed. As John sits in his bedroom, he wonders why his luck with the other sex has always been terrible. It wasn’t his looks for sure, being a modest 5’9” decent build and a...