Graphic lesbian sex, questionable consent, and…well…blood-drinking. Also more than likely entirely derivative, albeit subconsciously. If any of that disturbs you, please skip this one. Comments welcome! I writhe naked on damp cotton sheets in a shallow restless sleep a few hours before dawn, the summer heat keeping me from any satisfying slumber. “Wake up, Sweetblood.” …
Ragdoll Ch. 09
I am nearly pinned upon my back beneath the Demon Bitch. I claw and scrape and kick, seeking desperately to scurry back, to avoid and to escape the sinuous tail that darts and plunges against my robes, between my legs. It snakes and thrashes, guided by the wicked intent of its owner, seeking to pierce …
Cynthia’s Submission Ch. 25
Author’s Note: I know that this chapter has been a long time coming, and I apologize for making those of you who are enjoying reading this storyline wait. In all honesty, I had a few different versions of this chapter written and near completed, but had to scrap all of them as I didn’t feel …
Todd and Mrs. Kaplan
Todd always enjoyed Wednesday afternoons in the summer. Despite the fact that his summer breaks from college were spent pushing lawnmowers around the expansive estates of the rich residents of central New Jersey, he always had Wednesday afternoons to brighten his spirits. It was on these days that he serviced the grounds of Mrs. Kaplan. …
Touching Her
Pale pink gingham panties. Tiny scalloped edge. Hip bones raising the fabric to the height of her mound, where a delicate line, an imperceptible slit is hinted at through the worn cotton. Mismatched pale pink bra, lacy with floral pattern. Round buttons puckered beneath. Breasts pooling under restraint, sitting lazily upon her chest. Her hair, …
Timmy’s Talented Tongue Ch. 04
My Fourth of July had been fruitful. At my usual gathering of friends at my house, Timmy, a shy, handsome 18-year-old friend of the family, had come by. Quite unexpectedly, and delightedly so, I, and then later my sexy old girlfriend Linda, drained the young stud dry, between us milking six gorgeous loads from him, …
Queen Felicia Ch. 01
Felicia, Queen Felicia, and I met online. From her profile it was readily apparent that she was dominant, intelligent, mature, and beautiful. My profile made it perfectly clear that I was an extremely submissive SWM, craving extreme discipline, humiliation, degradation, servitude, toilet training, cbt, chastity, and cuckolding. We were a perfect match. We agreed to …
Some Time in the Fall of 1965
I woke up the next morning at close to noon, with my hair matted and the bed still damp, smelling of his piss and our dried cum. I went to my front yard and picked up the newspaper. It had war news on the front page. The country was considering sending regular combat troops to …
Creativity
Creativity. It’s what fosters great art, great food, great architecture and…great sex. New Year’s Eve. The date that defines my soul every year. Is it the day I live for? Perhaps not, but I couldn’t live without it. It’s the day I see Lee. We meet at a cabin on the shore of Lake Superior. …
This Ain’t Literature
For the six or seven readers out there who’ve been clamoring for a story spun off from A Quickie in the Commodore’s Office, here’s a cautionary tale featuring Cameron, future guitarist for the Kabuki Hikers, and his adventures just after he graduated from high school. It’s weird writing a first-person narrator who’s kind of an …