I eventually crawled under the covers and fell asleep. At some point she must have done the same because when I woke the next morning she was spooned into my back. For a few minutes I lay in the warm comfort of her embrace then I reached behind me and tugged the duvet off her. She woke at once with a startled grunt. I lifted her arm away from my waist and pu...
Each year a fundraiser was held by the Ladies Network on behalf of The Jones' Academy of which Rhoda Jones was Headmistress. Rhoda and her lovely Asian assistant Kiko had seduced Penny Kazantakis in her office to which she had been asked to meet with Rhoda under the pretext of discussing late tuition fees for her two daughters Penelope and Pamela. Penny wh...
It was about four in the wee hours of Sunday morning before Penny got home from the Ladies Network Annual Gala Dinner during which time she, as the newest member of 2007, was the sex toy and major participant in the bacchanalian sex orgy with the hired pole-erotic dancer Mona with whom she took turns licking the cunt and sucking the excited, blood-engorged c...
Chapter Eighteen (Monday 7th June 2010) Mary Rose wasn't answering calls tonight because she was in her trendy local wine bar, and in there mobiles were verboten. At the time it was a "London thing". Not that she'd anticipated being there and being incommunicado. Although she was by no means a stranger in that bar, her visits were relatively rare. If it ha...
Apart from one anonymous person who thought my story about Kim was 'a load of shit', the story 'disjointed and stupid' and my writing 'pathetic' (these people are never courageous enough to say give their name!), it was well received, with some 20,000 'hits' in the first week, many of you asking me for more. So here we go with another lady who was eager to e...
I heard moaning. Not the intense kind but the soft musical drifts in breaths when air and ecstasy collide in one lung. It was musical and came in different tones as though from different voices. One of them I recognized. This is my house and the songs of my wife's moans are sketched to my memory. These passive moans tear fissures in me. I've never heard anyt...
Author's note: Thanks to everyone who read and commented on part 1. This is the second and final chapter of Sumita and Jenna's story. As usual, it's quite long, though for once the sexy bits start near the beginning. ~~~ Jenna woke slowly. She felt warm and light, drifting down a wide, lazy river into consciousness. When she opened her eyes, the room w...
The morning sun, chirping birds and warm breeze fluttering in through the curtains of my bedroom all conspired against my desire to continue sleeping. As I gradually regained consciousness and grudgingly opened my eyes, my waking mind quickly began replaying the events of the past 24 hours. I nuzzled my nose deep into my pillow and breathed deeply, rewarded...
I strongly recommend new readers to read some, at least, of the previous chapters otherwise you will be lost with the characters and their various relationships. ***** I believe, and I see no reason to doubt it, that we change position continuously while we sleep. It is curious therefor that when I woke in the morning I was in exactly the same place as I h...
Rather sheepishly Helen returned to the kitchen to find Sam stirring a tomato sauce for the pasta. She came up behind her friend and wrapped her arms about her. "Thank you, Sam, that was very special," she said. Sam didn't answer but she switched off the gas under the sauce and turned round and kissed Helen full on the lips. Helen responded without any th...