************************************************* Copyright jeanne_d_artois May 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. **********...
Author's note : This small story is very unlike what I usually write. It was an experiment to find out how I felt to write something short and trashy. :) Far to be a masterpiece, I still like the enthusiasm of the main character. Enjoy! ---------------- "Aaaaaah! Home! ... Home, Home, Home!" My name is Rosi, 32 years old, and I was finally home after a lo...
When you think about it, it's practically bound to happen at one point in your life: you're a horny eighteen-year-old boy, hanging out with all your other horny eighteen-year-old boy friends. You're cute enough, but no girl's expressed interest... ever. So you hang out with the boys, and because you've all been bored ever since pubescence, you've played ever...
(C) 2006 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. I welcome feedback. You can e-mail me at the address in my profile. I haven't written part two yet, but if I get enough e-mails showing a desire for it, I'll write it soon. * Kevin felt himself get an erection as he looked at his now safely...
A swirly cloud of something that looked like fog filled the room, and then it faded into the night. You, John lay sleeping in the bed, covers pulled up to your chin. The clock next to you showed "6:59", then quietly flipped to "7:00" and began to beep. You were asleep, and right in the middle of a very exciting dream, when the loud beepin...
Author's Note: This is a slightly edited version of a story I uploaded previously. The description of a character's race in the original were inaccurate and I apologize. Happy reading! * I suppose I did it to save money. Not much beyond that, but the perks are evident, if a little bit questionable. My roommate, Uriel, is a man I've always considered to be...
I'd met Donna a few years prior when my now ex-wife and I were at a swingers party. She'd gone into a room with my wife so that they could play, and I was invited in to join them. We had a fun time, and after that Donna and I had more and more fun at the regular parties. After a while she started coming over to my apartment for the weekend, and we had incred...
This is another Real Life chronicle of my lifestyle choice as a live-in slave to Mistress. I have written this particular description at the request of a number of people who believe that my depiction of the special day I shared with Mistress (Slave Georgina's Date) would be made all the more exceptional when read against the background and knowledge of wha...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * I had met Ben at a costumed Ball held by our local re-enactment group. They had been in existe...
After years since we last saw each other, you had a night alone at home and invited me over. We relaxed and talked for a bit before you wanted something from the kitchen. I followed you in and was caressing your back at the sink when you turned around to face me. I pushed up against you and kissed you deeply. You were kissing me back as hard as I was kissing...