This story takes place long before the "From the Curtains" series published on here a few months ago. Some readers may remember Melanie, the main character of the original series. This story takes place before those stories. Melanie lay back in the nude on a raft in her pool, her thoughts drifting back to when she was younger. The sun's warm rays wafting ov...
When I went to my mailbox to get my mail I found a note. "Please be home on Friday." I took off that day and was waiting when the mail vehicle came rolling up in my driveway. It was Joyce, the mail lady who I had a recent sex session with. She came up to the door and said, "another big bundle of mail for you Dan." I asked her to step inside, and I closed...
Walking across the crowded dance floor of a known-erotica dance club, I looked around for the friends I had come with. Though I didn’t see them right away another face drenched with the floodlight and shining under the sparkling novas caught my attention. Intense dark blue eyes bore into me and I stopped, my eyes fixed on him. We stared at each other for wha...
This story was revised to answer the two public comments, and the revision was completed on 09/20/09. * Have you ever been in a situation where you have wished for something so much so that it comes true? Or do you believe in the idea of positive thinking, and putting your hopes, wants and dreams up into the atmosphere? Well I have been a person to do ju...
My last bottle Grand Vin Chateau Latour was nearly empty. Holding my glass I thought that it was so much better to drown the sorrows with a choice bottle of wine, than cheap bourbon. 'Does my mishap never end?' I wondered. Yesterday the oil pressure on my car dropped while at high speed on the freeway, the result was an engine beyond repair. Today a broken f...
Richard led Anne by the hand to the centre of the moonlit dell. Both naked, their eyes had drunk their fill of the forms of their bodies. Now it was time to let other senses take over. Anne walked nervously, her breasts moving slightly from the motion. Richard walked more confidently, master of the situation, his proud maleness prominent like a lance. They...
Richard and Anne lay side by side upon the soft greensward of the Manor House gardens. By the moonlight Richard could see the soft curves of Anne's naked body, her sleekness of thigh, roundness of hip and radiant skin. He regarded her long wavy hair which, where it had been loosed in their earlier coupling, now curled and draped softly upon her breast. Her s...
She no longer feels the shock as punishment, but as part of a growing sensation she is pleasing her Master. She is taking her punishment from him and for him. She is submitting to him...completely. All she wants now is for him to explode down her throat. She would gladly swallow all he has to give her. She opens her throat to his possession of her mouth, giv...
Returning after a long break from this site- so many stories seem overlong- here is my try at brevity. Let me know if you want some more. ***** The wait in front of his door seemed endless. Finally it swung open as if it had never been locked and she could see the room within. She stepped in, looking for him without luck. The room was cooler than outside...
His stroll slowed as he got closer to the two women sitting on the bench. Every Friday night, he took this path and on each one, they waited for the bus to pick them up. As always, Zachary's gaze went to the pregnant one, the one he ached for. She didn't seem to notice him ogling, and it gave him opportunity to scrutinize her further. Like expectant mothers...