Chapter 2 Mom Dates Matt's Counselor Katrina dressed provocatively for her date with Tracy. She wore a red backless evening gown with a plunging neck line revealing her valley and the insides of her breasts. It flowed gracefully over her hips to just above her ankles and opened on each side as she walked. With each step the sides opened revealing her well...
Mars the Bringer of War Mars is the only woman on the stage crew, but she's a lot stronger than any of the guys. When the stage is set and I've shown people to their seats we watch the performance together from side stage. She stands behind me, not quite touching. But tonight the orchestra is playing The Planets and I find myself pressed against a wall in...
The tow truck driver dropped me off at home while on his way to the repair shop with my car. Since I forgot to get my keys out of the car before he left, I knew I was going to have to enter my home thru an emergency tunnel we built in case of emergencies. The entrance was so well hidden that you would have to know it was there to find it. Entry was by my th...
Susie Brock didn't consider herself a lesbian, but her recent experiments with her roommate and the Dean did make her feel more decisively bisexual. Would she consider a long-term deal with either of them, however? That was hard to say, especially about the Dean, since it would be hard to maintain such a relationship in the face of the different positions th...
There are days when you plan to have sex; there are days you hope to have sex; and there are those wonderful days when the urge comes quickly and it surprises you to have sex. Tuesday was one of the latter days. Sitting on a blanket in the park, I was reading an erotic novel on my tablet. The weather was exceptional: a warm body-relaxing temperature; an an...
I woke up in the middle of the night the urge to touch Amanda. Her side of the bed was empty. I did hear the shower and radio going. Again I was in the need of her. There was no controlling my urges. I rose from the bed and headed to the bathroom. My nipples were erect, my pussy wet for her. She didn't hear me with the cascading water wetting down her sexu...
Late one winter afternoon five months after we were married and had moved into our studio apartment in San Diego I came home to find Jean crying hysterically and very upset. Her mom had called to announce that they were coming for a visit. This out of control raging outburst was the first hint that Jean was troubled or unstable. The tantrum went on for three...
The club was crowded, very crowded, and I had to squeeze my way in through the entrance. Passing down the short entranceway, multi-colored flashes of light competed with blasts of electronic music both seemingly briefly suspended in the heavy air, made humid and fragrant from the crush of bodies within. The walls painted black further disguise the room, and...
Authors Note: These stories are based on my life experiences. If you haven't read the first part of my story, I'd suggest that you do so... The names (or most of them) have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent. By the way, in case any of you are wondering after the end of this story, the answer is: "Yes, Cheryl is still a part of my life – even if we...
Lisa got up from the Victorian bed and walked over to the full-length mirror. It was an obvious antique, she thought of the stories it could tell, the things it had seen. She decided to ad her own chapter to its history. She dragged it over to the foot of the bed until she could see the reflection of Amanda lying on her back. Amanda was softly giggling at...