I woke up the next morning naked in Kymona's bed. I don't remember coming in here last night. I looked around hoping to find that t-shirt she had given me, but I couldn't find it. I found a blue silk robe hanging on the back of the door and put it on. Before leaving out of the room, I looked outside to see if the rain had stopped. It wasn't raining at the mo...
I stood in my bedroom trying to bring my mind back to the here-and-now. Barely two weeks after Gary had given me the most incredibly sexual experience of my life I stood in my bedroom holding onto Jordan's dress, tights and bra. I reached down to pick up her panties from where she had shucked them off before climbing into my shower. I knew full well what I i...
Ch. 02: Jen and Amber Fucking club. Jen had been really enjoying herself, even on only one dose of molly, downing water and dancing with everybody and getting ushered into the VIP section to do it some more. Then the lights had come down around two in the morning, and just when she'd been about to pout, they'd brought out blindfolds for the girls. It had...
[To my readers: Here's that rare exception in my stories, two tales about the same character, Marjorie the lesbian English professor. Since they're both pretty short, I'm combining them here.] * I looked at the beautiful Kelly and shivered. What a lovely young woman she was. I felt truly blessed that she had agreed to be in bed with me. I put my hands unde...
(A touch of Erotica, written for an old friend, a story of female love. Thank you to gameon2007 for helping to edit my stories) * Moonlight floods the otherwise darkened room... in the light reflected by the moon I see that you are waiting for me, as naked as I want you to be. I join you in the moonlight from the room's large picture window and slip my a...
We've now been apart for some time and the sexual tension is incredible thick. Our desires drip from our lips with ever word and flow through our fingers with each email. I rush home from work each day in anticipation of what email awaits. We both send each other sexy letters and have the occasional bouts of phone sex. But we have both been longing for more....
This letter is a sidebar to the "Grounded in Toronto" series that features Eleanor Burton. * This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is...
This is part of a full-length novel that runs to 17 Chapters – you'll enjoy this much more if you read the earlier chapters first. * * * * * I had nothing planned for the weekend, but I had new toys to play with. I spent Friday evening alone, catching up on some domestic affairs, e-mail correspondence and my personal finances. Since starting at Passionella...
I had seen her all summer. Seen her and secretly admired her. This beautiful woman in the nice summer cabin over at the hillside, charmingly overlooking the east end of the long beach. Since I didn't know her or her family - and neither did my parents - I got used to think of her just as the 'cabin lady'. She must have been in her mid- thirties, a dark blon...
My name is Becky. I am a 35 year old housewife with 2 kids in school and a husband that works long hours, often 6 or 7 days a week. I have a fairly regular routine for mornings that takes care of the housework, shopping, etc. and frequently leaves me with time on my hands from before noon 'till four thirty or so. I find various ways to spend those few hours....