For 51 year old Kelly Flynn, owner and operator of The Village Inn, a rather rundown dive bar in the sleepy town of Newport in central New York, March 20th was just another day. Because Spring had not yet come she would only get the locals, and so soon after many of them had tied one too many on for St. Patrick's Day, the bar would likely be quiet. For Deni...
I'm 55 years old, married and straight. I have an active sex life with my husband so I don't even masturbate. I can't remember the last time I went solo. I've never felt a desire to experience sex with another woman. Until now. A couple of weeks ago, my friend and neighbor Denise broke her leg in an accident. The break was bad and put her in a large cast co...
It was my first time on a Sleeper Train and if you have never experienced one, the compartments are quite small and the bed is the smallest I have ever known! We were allowed to board at 9 p.m., in case we wanted to get a meal in the Restaurant Car before, and in my case during our departure. Anyway, I had dumped my stuff in my compartment and after eating...
On the bed of her humid bedroom, the cellular phone began ringing “Take Me Out To The Ball Game,” and Denise Stone knew instantly that a terrible argument was coming. She almost through the phone out the window. Denise didn’t need to be psychic to know what was going to happen. She didn’t need a fortune teller’s crystal ball to know exactly who the caller w...
This story is based on a series of Emails I had with a reader of my story, Pregnant Pause. Unfortunately I lost contact with her. Sheri this is for you. Hi. I’m Sheri everyone calls me Sher. I am a 28 year old new mom. Recently I was feeling a little horny so I went on line and read a few stories. One story I read really got to me. It was about a woman wh...
(This is my first venture into the erotic writing world and I hope you all enjoy it. I know the title is lousy so don’t hit me too hard on that, I’ll try to do better in the future. Any comments or suggestions, good or bad, are welcome. However, if you don’t like what I’ve written, please send constructive criticism and not just comments like ‘it sucked’, so...
Sangitta felt a little lonely once Babs had gone and she did not know what to do with herself. She could not settle to anything. She sat there and tried to listen to music but that soon bored her and then she tried to watch some television but that just switched her off as well. She needed some company and she needed it now. She knew that she was using Juli...
Jennifer awoke slightly disorientated, a bit groggy but rested. Where was she? Oh yes, last night she and Denise had consumed two lovely bottles of Chablis and had crashed at her place. Consciousness came around, the faint scent of sandalwood incense and a more shocking revelation: Jennifer was nude, spread-eagled, wrists and ankles tethered by Velcro cuffs...
*Author's Note: You Might want to read "A Special Treat" 1-3 just to get up to speed. Or don't, if you really don't want to. It's not like I'm going to make you. Racing winds whipped through Darcie's long brunette hair. She turned to see Heather dressed in her shorts and flip flops, but with a larger version of her white halter top with her enormous boobs p...
Sangitta and Julie entered the apartment and the first thing that Sangitta said was, "Could you please get me a cigarette and a glass of wine Julie?" "Certainly Sangitta." Replied Julie. Julie went to the kitchen and found a bottle of Pinot Grigio and picked up the packet of cigarettes off the kitchen counter and brought them along with a couple of glasse...