Evening, passion, hunger. Night, silence, warmth, stillness, love. Morning and day, love and time, pleasure and memory. We go to our jobs having shared evening and night and croissants, alternated in the bathroom and fretted over our watches, sworn at public transport, remembered each other's eyes and breath, day-dreamed of the night. Evening, light, hung...
Well, will introduce myself, I am an African princess, somewhere in Africa. My family has been ruling the kingdom forever, and it is hierarchical, I happen to be one of the daughters of the current king. I was well educated in some of the best schools in the country, and I am smart in school, therefore passing exams was never a problem. But right now, with m...
There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to stop and say to herself, "Where am I now? Where am I going? How did I get here?" And then there are times that those are pretty darn dumb questions. Where am I now? I'm bent over the leading edge of a table. My hands are tied together and the nylon stocking used for that is looped over something on the...
"So what happened with Lloyd?" asks Heather, leaning with one elbow on the table at Pete's Tavern. It's just before noon on a Sunday and the restaurant is filled with the buzz of people eating brunch, a meal favored by fashionable young city dwellers waiting to begin living lives more like their parents. "I couldn't stand it any more," says Anne. "We weren...
Part 9 Special Meeting It had been becoming increasingly obvious that I was in danger of burning out on a diet of unrestricted sex, even though I longed for more within hours of the last event. I even talked to Beth about it and asked if she ever experienced a lessening of desire but she told me it doesn't happen, you just avoid loading your calendar down t...
Here we are, late September in Tennessee. The tree are wearing the colors of fall and the autumn chill has found it's way down from the mountains. The State Fair was underway in Nashville when the following story took place. I was meeting Carmen, whom I introduced to readers in an earlier story. We met about three months ago, now. The fair is a good three ho...
This is part three of the story of Carla and her Aunty Jo. This is one continuous story, so this part may not make a great deal of sense unless you have read the previous Chapters. This story is a fantasy, containing hypnotism, lesbian love and sex, a bald woman, piercings, some strong BDSM, watersports and young girls. All the girls are adults. If this is...
The carriage rounded a corner from a narrow dirt lane causing a flock of chickens and ducks to scatter. A young girl was crossing the courtyard from the community well carrying two water buckets that were much too heavy for her size. Four matched stallions, snow white with black feet and black leather harnesses decorated in silver, spooked. The horse pulling...
June Claymore stood in front of the stove, trying to force herself to concentrate. Just a few more minutes and then, finally, she would have her day all to herself, at least until 4:00 or so, when Dan came home from school. Right now, though, she was in the worst time crunch of the morning, hustling one kid off to middle school and the other one--her daughte...
I work as a saleswoman for a company that markets adult products. The pay is low, the travel constant and the hours unsociable. But it's all I can get at the moment. Mostly it's parties or fundraisers I go to, usually held in someone's home. The fundraisers are nearly always mixed events. Although I sell more this way, I don't look forward to them. One of th...