Exhausted, I flopped onto the couch. Work had been horrible and it had taken its toll on me. I had come straight home, taken a shower, and put on my pajamas. I was ready for a two-day exodus from everything and everyone. "Ah, here's to Friday," I said to myself as I twisted the top off my beer. The frothy, amber colored liquid tasted bitter as I downed my fi...
Chapter 7: Stilettos Her voice was throaty. It was also a bit slurred—I guess she'd drunk her share of the champagne as well. But which of her words were the important ones? That my master's name was Dave? Did I even really want to know that? That he was a wuss—so was she going to do my punishment right? Or did she really want a turn with me? I heard a slo...
Thanks to J. for the inspiration. -------- Usually I would not be caught dead at a high school dance. (Prom excluded.) Only kids that go to these cheesy things are underclassman. But here I am dressed in full Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz attire. Pigtails, checkered dress and ruby slippers. Big difference is my dress is only inches below my ass and I am no...
[Movie review with possible spoilers.] The future has arrived 2019 is the setting of the original 1982 Blade Runner. While don't have replicants or flying cars yet, we do have something that Deckard probably didn't: unlimited access to every kind of pornography imaginable. If I'm in the mood for it, I could sit in Bryant Park on a sunny afternoon and link...
In the manner of Gregory Maguire, who provided us with a version of the childhood standard The Wizard of Oz through the eyes of the "wicked" witch, I have re-written my favorite BDSM story, Both Master and Slave, written by Martin Sharpe (published in 2001 by Silver Moon Books in Great Britain), from the point of view of the submissive, rather than the Maste...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (14.5 min/mp3) * * * * * Jenna looked over at the gilt edged invitation and rolled her eyes. She still couldn't believe she had actually been convinced to attend a masquerade ball on Halloween night. She muttered to herself as she struggled to get into her harem girl costume. She'd wanted the cute Little Bo Peep outfit, but...
Author’s Comments: Before I go any further, I want take this opportunity to thank the Lit members who voted to award Ch 2 Of Bigger Bites of Taboo Apples Interracial Story of The Year. Even more, I want to thank all of the readers who voted and made it Story of The Month for December, which put it in the running for the year-end award. Thank you all so much....
Having sex with a witch is better than having sex with a stripper, a call girl, your mother, or your mother-in-law. "My place?" He looked at her as if he was imagining what he thought he heard her say. "Yes," she said running a slow tongue across her lips. She gave him a sexy look that told him that he heard her correctly. Just to make sure that he didn'...
"I'm really going to wear my Hello Kitty jammies to meet Frank?" "What part of $5000 dollars says no?" "But I only have two buttons left on my shirt." "Whose fault is that?" "Mine. I'll have to hold my shirt together the whole time I'm in IHOP." "Quit complaining." "I can't help it Daddy. I'm going to be around lots of people. Kids maybe. That's not co...
Melody Moore had just completed her fifth year teaching high school history in inner city Las Angeles. She was a big woman at 5'10" and she had the soft curves of Mae West or Raquel Welch instead of six pack abs and big arm and leg muscles. She had a C cup and was 37-25-38. Even though she dressed conservatively, the 16 year old boys in her high school class...