Author's Note: this is part 1, intended for continuation, if people enjoy it then I will gladly write more parts Part 1 Julia walked in and caught me sniffing her panties. We had been roommates for a year, and she always walked around in tight spandex outfits, so after so long I couldn’t resist and went into her room and sniffed her panties whenever she was out of the house. ...
Chapter 1 - A Chance Meeting After some frustrating years of marriage, I was pleased to be free of any ties. Free to do as I pleased, I had time on my side. Having married young, I still kept myself fit and trim, which made sure I attracted the glances of many potential suitors. None of which were right for me, including my husband. But when you are young, you don’t realise these things at the time. Luckily for me I did now. Still in my Twenties, I was ripe for the picking, and now single, I was going to do many of the things I could not do before. ...
Author's Note: Warning: A small part of the below story involves a child unwittingly playing with a remote control that is connected to an unseen adult woman. At NO point does the child see anything inappropriate nor is he seen in any inappropriate way. At NO point is the child touched in anyway even remotely inappropriate nor does the child have any opportunity to touch anyone else in an inappropriate way. That said if you don’t want to read a story that includes a child in ANY way, regardless of how innocently, you should avoid this story. ...
Author's Note: This is my second bondage story and I hope you guys and gals enjoy, please leave constructive feedback Chapter One I stared at the sparkling lights which encircled the mirror, giving off a bright yellow glow. I took a hard look at my perfect face in the mirror, the freshly applied make-up giving a warm summery glow to my skin. My sleek curly blond hair dazzled like diamonds under the cheap lighting, and my full red lips giving a pleasant look to my lightly tanned skin. My hoop earnings were glinting in the light, reflecting my face a million times in the thousands of fake diamonds! ...
Author's Note: I’m on Deviant Art now, for anyone who wants to check me out over there. I think it’s deviantart.com. Just search for Trystl and I should come up. Aside from a few stories that aren’t posted here, I’ve also got some art to go with some of the stories… and a long list of nice favorite pix you might like. So check it out. 1 Eddy liked his job. He was the night security guard for Punicorp, “Pronounced pewn·ah·corp; not poon·ee·corp,” as his boss used to always tell him. There were other guards, stationed at other entrances, but he’d been with the company long enough that he’d secured the coveted front desk job, which meant that he didn’t have to do hourly rounds. His job was to sit at his desk alone, watching the empty rooms on the monitors and coordinating any issues with the other guards at their various stations. ...
Author's Note: While this is a complete story the characters may show up later in sequel. John Lasig hated being the bottom. He wasn’t a submissive. He was a dominant and that is the role he should always play. It was, after all, the normal role for him. Moreover, Melissa was a natural sub. He knew it the very moment he had met her. It was something in her eyes, the way she looked at him with a sense of the potential for surrender. ...
Author's Note: The old truth applies: Be careful what you ask for… This is not (quite) a true story, but it is one that could happen and most parts of it has actually happened. It has the element of consent in it, but from the perspective that consent is given once and can’t then be withdrawn until terms have been met. Where the story references real events, names have been changed to protect the (not so) innocent. ...
Kara Brandt paced nervously about her apartment, pine floors creaking under the restless rata-tat-tat of her heels. Living room, dining room, bedroom, kitchen, back to the living room. Sit down, pick up a magazine, read for ten seconds, up pacing again. She stopped herself from nibbling at her perfectly manicured nails. She almost convinced herself to run to the store for a pack of cigarettes - god she must be nervous - what was it, five years since the last time she had had a smoke? ...
Author's Note: It has been five long years since my last foray into releasing my work. I hope you enjoy this as there is a lot more I have been holding back. As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated to help me hone my skills. Enjoy! _Update (2012/06/18):* Here are chapters 23 & 24. I hope these are well received as I have been trying to keep the story detailed without becoming boring. Please keep the feedback coming as it truly helps me to improve my stories. Love to hear the support as well. Hope you all are enjoying “Kari’s Journey” as much as I am writing it.* ...
Author's Note: Hope you enjoy! When Kate woke up she realized she was on a leather bench about 6 ft long, and she could feel duct tape around her ankles, thighs, stomach, and shoulders, holding her to the bench. She was completely naked. “Good you’re finally awake” a voice said behind Kate. As the woman walked in front of brooke she set a large roll of plastic wrap on the floor next to the bench. She recognized the woman from one of her classes at the university. She was wearing a shiny, skin tight, pink latex halter top with a skin tight, shiny, black latex skirt that barely covered her ass cheeks. She straddled Kate before sitting down on her hips. Kate stared up at her captor, as she ran her fingers over Kate’s lips and down her cleavage, giggling as she caressed her stomach. ...