Alice called me that she had been invited by a friend Kathy to spend a weekend at her country home. I was dying to spend more time with Alice and I quickly agreed. We drove to the huge farmhouse and Alice seemed unusually silent. I started feeling a little jealous. I asked her if she and Kathy had been lovers. She nodded in the affirmative and I felt pangs o...
It was my favorite time of the day. Time to get on the elevator. There were about twenty of us in this crowded elevator. We were all standing shoulder-to-shoulder back to front. The elevator stopped on some obituary floor and some people got out but mostly more came in. That's when she walked in. A beautiful black women with red hair combed into a neat bun a...
When I wrote A Space Oddity I intended it to be a one-off. However, a number of readers dropped heavy hints that they'd like to see more of my bunch of peculiar characters and even more peculiar plot (a cross between old-fashioned space opera and not quite so old-fashioned spy stories). So eventually I succumbed (even to the extent of sticking a serious stor...
The day was drawing to a close, Professor Myers was gathering up her materials after her last class of the day. It had been a long day, her body was stiff, her voice strained and she was looking forward to heading home for the weekend. As she packed away her things, her mind wandered to some of her previous Friday night routines in a different season of life...
a scene by Dewy Pointe NOTE: This is adult fiction containing mature material and is intended for an adult readership. If you are offended by such content then please exit the page. Feedback is always welcome. Please let me know if you'd like the narrative expanded. * * * * * Marisol walked briskly to her roadster. The resignation had been accepted and sh...
As you are walking up the sidewalk, confident and so sure of yourself, the first thing I notice is how fucking beautiful you are. I let my eyes wander, and my heart skips a beat as I take you in. Everything about you screams sex kitten, from your cherry red lips, to the heels that make your legs look amazing. We make eye contact through the screen door and...
Here I sat waiting ... waiting ... That was hard for me, because I am not a patient person. The blindfold and restraints had been her idea. And with horny ulterior motives in mind, I had quickly agreed to play her demented little game. Had my brain been working I would have thought twice about it, but hind site is twenty-twenty. Now, I was elaborately tie...
Wynn waited nervously by the gate, watching for a face that she'd only seen in electronic images before. The stream of travellers deplaning seemed endless; Wynn was abruptly afraid that Di had changed her mind at the last moment. Her fear was unfounded, however. One of the last women from the plane proved to be the real life image of Wynn's favorite gif file...
Sarah turned, blushing. She might well blush. To be discovered by me with her hands probing a naked Emm's arsehole required, shall we say, some explanation. It was typical of the ever-cheerful Emm that her response was: 'Hi, Pix, do you like our hair?' I can't say that, as she was nude, with her arse in my wife's hands, her hair was the focus of my attenti...
Nat had been dating Sigourney, the cock-fighting champion, since the night she had taken over Laura, the cutie girl with the python prick. The gruelling marathon match, another epic night at the Atomic Kittens, took from everyone in the audience nearly as much energy as from the battling chicks on stage. Sigourney was a mysterious, sinewy grown woman with...