After Stacy's first attendance at Annie and Carla's pool party, she and Eric seemed to grow further apart. It wasn't that she discovered that she didn't want to be with him anymore. No, that was not it at all. She still loved him as much as she did the day they got married. It was just that Stacy knew from that day forward, she would have a whole new dimensi...
It was just a job. Like a billion other jobs smeared across the want ads every day, scoured by the bored, the desperate and the luckless. Well, I WAS a little bored. But I wasn't desperate. And, hokey-smokes Bullwinkle, I sure wasn't luckless...though I thought at first that I was. I wasn't real sure about working for a woman younger than myself. Lisa was...
The next morning, I awoke to the sounds of the water. Seeing Mandy next to me, I figured it must be Katie enjoying an early morning hot shower. I could not believe how happy our experience the night before made me. I began to gaze at Mandy's sleeping face, so sweet and young, and so peaceful now. My mind raced as I hoped she wouldn't wake and run out of the...
So, it's Friday night and I'm getting dressed to go to the club. I take special care because tonight I'm going to find a woman and have sex with her. I need it badly. I've been celibate for too long and I'm tired of masturbating myself to sleep every night. So, I choose my clothes carefully. First my underwear. Silk? Definitely. Black? Yes. Revealing? Oh...
Note to reader: Ch 1-3 build sexual tension. Skip to Ch 4 for smut. The story is completed but I can only submit one chapter at a time, so not all chapters may be immediately available. ***** Ellie slumped gratefully to the couch and let out a sigh. She reached behind her and pulled her shoulder-length auburn hair out of its loose ponytail. She had a lon...
I hope you read about Ffion and Zara, the married lesbians in A One-off Open Marriage Well, you probably guessed that this was a fictional tale, but a naughty idea that just might happen one day. What happened below, however, is true, and all the hotter for that. I'll let Ffion take up the story ... At the beginning of this summer, I was working a lot in...
That was our last night at the Topkapi Palace. At the time, I thought it would be a few months, and then we should be back to normal; I could not have been more wrong. The morning following our night of passion, the Sultan marched south -- on the Damascus road. We said a tearful farewell to the ladies of the Seraglio. Calliope, the mother of the Sultan and...
They came for me when I was just of age. That makes it sound dramatic. It wasn't. Rabbi Glickstein had prepared me. Poppa could not spare Rebekah. Tall and full-breasted, the Khan had his eye on her. She was nineteen. She was our family's promise of a better future. I was the runt of the litter. Poppa always complained that it was a trial that he should hav...
That special night, with the banquet, the English poet, Will, and what had occurred between myself and my beloved Jess, afterwards, lived long in my mind. As things transpired, it was the map to the future that, at that time, I could not have imagined. The English would not return to Istanbul for three months. By then the potential heir to the Empire, the s...
'There is one solution,' Calliope suggested, when we were discussing the ambitions of the Circassian women, who aspired to control the Sultan. Irene, the statuesque blonde who had ensnared him, and was carrying his child, was scheming to replace the Sultana, and we were wondering how to block her ambitions. I asked the Sultan's mother, Calliope, what she th...