Shelly put down her women's magazine with a sigh. She'd just finished another of those 'Woman Discover Thyself' stories about exploring her sexuality, and as usual, she'd been most fascinated with the part of the story where the woman explores her sexuality with another woman. She was twenty-five, married to a naval officer, very attractive and she'd still n...
Dear Reader and of course my Dear Followers I have a request. If you'd like to suggest what might happen in Act 2. I will write it and publish it here. Send as many suggestions as you like and I will choose the one that turns me on the most. With love and respect, Suzy ****************************************** The Secret Theatre It is said that in the...
Editor's Note: story contains nonconsentual sex. * "All right, round 'em up and move 'em out!" Sergeant Mike Murphy called out to the blue clad phalanx under his command. "You got it, Sarge." Officer Herrity replied. Both men grinned as their fellow officers led a parade of women across the open courtyard to where a large blue bus waited. Despite the coo...
She sits at the table across from me, legs crossed, a chilled glass of Moscato in her hand. Her beautiful dark, curly hair strategically pulled up to expose her soft white skin and beautiful eyes. I watch as she raised the glass to her pouty, red lips and takes a sip. One hand is laid across the table. I cannot help but to reach out and place mine on top of...
Theresa O'Connell looked wistfully at the darkening skies and the last hint of sunlight permeated its way into her living room. She was alone... again and wanting anyone, anything for companionship. Her longtime boyfriend of three years had broken up with her suddenly, almost on a whim, Theresa thought that there was something else going on that she hadn't s...
Louise had always fantasised about being with another woman but despite making each other come just talking about it, the fantasy was no nearer to becoming a reality. My fantasies are as most men's, anything from two women to group sex, but I have always had a voyeur in me that would like to watch Louise having sex with a man or women without her knowing....
I am a nymphomaniac. You may prefer to just think of me simply as a slut, but in any case I am addicted to orgasms. Ever since my first one when I was twelve years old I just haven't ever been able get enough sex. I had sex with my brother, my sister, my father, my uncles and aunts and with all my friends at school. In college, sucking and fucking most of my...
*Note to the reader: This piece was originally written in response to a special request from a dear friend, who's banter greatly inspired it. It was also his gentle encouragement that led me to post it here for your enjoyment* It's 10:00 pm when you call Master and tell Him that everything is all set up for the next day. Master instructs me that I am to mee...
"You know you've said that a million times." Looking to my friend who had finally managed to drag me along to his favourite place in the whole city. "I'm really not buying it." He put his arm around me and poked me in the breast. "You'll love it." Giving him the evil eye. "Don't touch my boob." Raising his hands and sitting back down across from me in the...
I sat at the bar in my tightest black dress I owned per the instruction of Miss. Brandy. My curly blonde hair had been pinned into place and my long tan legs were smooth. Miss. Brandy had told me exactly how she wanted to see me waiting. 'No panties or bra, bikini muff wax, curl those blonde locks of yours, wear the tightest, sluttiest little black dress y...