You awaken in a strange room in a haze. Your vision is foggy and you become aware of your body, you feel it dragging as you get up to move. You rub your eyes and your vision clears up. Your first sight is the floor below, its a white and black chess floor pattern. You follow it with your eyes up to the wall, its a regal beautiful pattern, a deep red. Somethi...
Hello, this is my first attempt at writing a piece of erotic fiction and I would welcome your feedback on the story. Please take a moment at the end to tell me what worked for you or what didn't. * Falling snow covers the forest; a small doe wanders up to a cabin and stops. Her head held high and ears alert, she carefully steps forward. Our skis stand n...
Based on a true fantasy Alys was not a tourist in Japan. She was not a stranger stumbling down the rabbit hole into a land of bizarre customs and nonsensical sounds. No burbling jabberwocks bothered Alys: she spoke enough Japanese for small-talk, read enough kanji to skim a newspaper. She had her favourite brands and bands, her network of contacts in lang...
Alice had been watching Gwen sleep for some time. Just lying there idly on the bed, Alice had awakened not long after their sexual transference. The fire had scarcely burned down at all when she had stirred and got up to look around. For some reason she was energized and wide awake. Alice took loving care to pick up her tiny little Gwen after sapping all of...
Grace Harper is a 22 year old aspiring model and student who has been cos-playing for a little over 2 years. She was very thankful of the last minute growth spurt that put her at an ideal modeling 5'9", with perky B cup breasts and a 27 inch waist. Her hair came down just past her shoulders a natural sandy blonde, she was known to change her hair drama...
(It was 1892 and I, David Shaw, then aged 19 joined 'Maynard and Son, Purveyors to Gentlewomen and the Aristocracy' on Upper Richmond Road, Putney. The job involved providing 'underskirt services' to single women. This was my second day with the firm) *** I rested my bike against the railings outside Maynard's and went in. Another young fellow of similar a...
Stephanie Brown nervously entered Babara Gordon's hideout, afraid of what Barbara might have found out. "Get over here," Barbara said without looking up from her row of computer monitors. Stephanie shuffled over to the wheelchair-bound woman, her head down. "So I hear you've been busy," Barbara said lowly. Stephanie's face reddened. "Sterling Silversmith,...
Authors Note: Couple things to go over before continuing on- please note that this long chapter does contain violence, murder, drama and death. If any of these things are offensive to you then please do not continue on- you have been warned. Also, this story takes place in the MGE universe- there is a Wiki for it if you do not know what that is and if you ar...
It was one of those languid summer afternoons so rare in England, when all one wants to do is to doze in the drowsy air, half drugged by the sweet scent of wild flowers, and lulled by the murmuring of the bees, busy in their task of gathering pollen. It was a time for pleasant daydreams of sensual pleasure, and Alice was lying half hidden in the long grass b...
Once a month, for maybe two years now, husband goes over to Neil's house for "Thursday night bad movie club." They are joined by two other women, Miranda and Deedee. It is an odd collection and I am suspicious. First of all, they call it Thursday night bad movie club but they only meet once a month. Moreover, it's not always on a Thursday. They watch bad mo...