Been so long since I started writing again. The comments made me rethink about stopping this story. Hope you will find this worth the wait. Just a bit of background first. * Sam was 38 and lived with his wife Krishani who was 32. She was dark skinned like many Sri Lankan women with long eye lashes that give her an exotic Indian look. She was taller than m...
(More exchanges between two writers of erotic literature. Though the opportunity to chat on line eluded us during this period.) * Clara wrote: Hi Sarah. I so hope you enjoyed lunch ... and maybe something more - I wish I'd thought to ask this before, too late now but just to say I suddenly got very turned on (again) by the thought that you might be sittin...
A story of a divorce’ who encounters her ultimate lover in an androgenic stranger. I had just turned forty, was divorced twice, and had a son entering his first year of college. I had convinced myself that I was going to be alone as I entered my golden years. Even though I’m very attractive with an athletic body, firm breasts, and look thirty-something, I h...
Mega had gotten back to her daily routine. Her mind drifted into memory as she smiled at the car ride home just three days ago. She hadn't heard from Davis in those three days so she shook the memory out of her head and stared at the numbers on her screen. Her phone vibrated indicating that she had a new email in her personal inbox. Glancing into her inbox...
I'm not gay. I've never been sexually attracted to women. I admire beauty, sure, male or female. The human body is a work of art, and some are... stunning. And I've done okay in life. I made a mistake when I married, but I got two great kids out of the deal. Now, in my mid-forties, I guess I'll be single the rest of my life. And it's okay, really. Most of t...
Well, I think I'm getting better at driving on the wrong side of the road. England was a bit of a disaster, but I'm doing much better now. I haven't abruptly jerked to the right even once today, and it's been about forty-five minutes since anybody has made a rude gesture in my direction. A new personal best! It's draining, though - I have to pay attention to...
You don't remember if you even had a choice. You do remember hitting Main Street on the first weekend of Bike Week, out with the girls from work. You do remember drinking a shitload of Margaritas and arguing with Kerri Ann about the number of bikers in Daytona this year. You don't recall when she imposed herself in your group or when she began to take your s...
It had taken two whole years since we had first met to actually agree on a date for lunch. I'm Anna, thirty years old, five feet eight inches tall with long blond hair framing a pretty, or so I'm told, face with brilliant blue eyes and wide, red, perpetually smiling lips. I'm very slim, but have large breasts for my size, 34C. Today I was wearing a pale gree...
From my bedroom window it didn't look as if it was going to snow when I woke up this morning. Lying in bed tucked under my warm blankets I spent at least four minutes attempting to motive myself to crawl out into the cold air and turn off the alarm clock that had been buzzing for the past hour or so- or at least I assume it was buzzing for the past hour, one...
Brooke Brown is a beautiful young black woman with milk-chocolate skin, long black hair and strong facial features, including a mouth that smiles a lot. She also has a gorgeously sexy body, including lush, totally natural breasts topped by big, dark brown nipples and a large booty that invites fondling or even just ogling. To encourage ogling, she wears as l...