This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous part I suggest you go back and read it to get the full background. Oct 10/02/08 9:07 PM Sharon, Don't worry about taking up too much of my time with your emails. In fact, you are actually inspiring me to write even more and you a...
Previously on Making Scents: "Ok, let me ask you this." Tyson continued. "Do you really think you can discover a magical formula that will make people irresistible?" "It's the basic pheromone principle." Donald explained. "We know how they work and they are very powerful in the animal world. If you can just find the correct scent for a person at the right...
My Secretary Ch. 03: Licking in Lust Karen and I had survived a building falling on us by fingering each other to orgasm after orgasm ("My Secretary Ch. 01: Survival by Lust"), and several months later had managed to make love for a single night ("My Secretary Ch. 02: Workshop in Lust"). Our mutual sexual attraction continued to get stronger, although we ha...
As the men watched the big touring bus turning around and heading away from the lodge Bob and the other members of the fishing group were glad they had finally arrived. The four-hour trip was pleasant and relaxing enough but they were glad to get out and stretch their legs. Everyone is happy to get to where they were going. Bob had sat next to a guy named...
Dana’s fantasy wasn’t about an event or occurrence he’d dreamed of happening. His fantasy was about a person, a co-worker, Lori Madsen. They’d been friends since Vince, her now ex-husband, first introduced them. Lori and Vince were engaged for about six months before they tied the knot. Dana had even served as one of the ushers at the wedding. Vince and Lori...
This is the true story of my adventures into adulthood with an older man. Names and places have been changed to protect the identities of the people involved. To begin let me describe myself. My name is Nicole. I am a total geek but I'm the only person who would describe myself that way. Others, particularly men, see me as a purely sexual object. I have li...
After a few minutes, Janet climbed off Julie and stood up on wobbly legs. She looked down at the once-demure housewife, who lay on her back naked and spread-eagled, her chest heaving and her body gleaming with sweat. "You think you came then? You ain't seen nothing yet, sweetheart. You're just getting started. I'll be back in a minute, and we'll put you to w...
(This is the eight story in this series. I have tried to put enough information into it so that if you have never read any of the others you can still enjoy this one by itself.) The woman circled slowly around her intended prey. She carefully kept her weight balanced, sliding one foot after the other. She narrowed her circle, closing in on the man before he...
Pease note: story is fiction. Contains depictions of harmful activity. Do not try. ***** My dear slept with Magnus the night of their 'date'. I mean they spent the night in our bed, nude and cuddled. Their relationship had progressed from hand jobs to tit fucks. They kissed far more often than I was able to kiss my betrothed. There was a real emotional con...
NOTE: I hope you enjoy my stories. I live for feedback. Please let me know privately or publicly what you think. Feedback inspires me to write more. ***** It all began when I happened to be out of town on business. While out with colleagues for the obligatory cocktail after a long day of mindless seminars, I received a text from my wife, Cynthia, that I sh...