Stories by iwiwt

It's never what's in their pants that matters most.

Alice lets her holes do the apologizing.

Regal tumble in the dead of night.

Paranormalist bound and bent by a desperate spirit.

Alice's ownership comes with punishing strings attached.

Delivering the goods, one drop at a time.

Meeting the thing that whispers in the night.

She's simply too good to be true.

Desperately fighting an addiction for what he can't have.

Since when did anger management include face fucking?

My wife goes weak in the knees for our live-in surrogate.

A little good ol' fashioned, home grown sneaking around.

A company down in flames, a boss down on him.

An improbable dream and the hunt for a mysterious admirer.