My wife Mandy and I live in an upper-class neighborhood that is made up entirely of professional people. As it so happens, there are a lot of pro athletes that live in our subdivision. Recently, the older couple who lived on our right moved out, leaving their luxurious house for sale. After a few weeks on the market, Mandy noticed that there were moving...
(To the reader: The story you are about to read is told in a completely new style for me. I was recently contacted by a fan and only inspired both this detour into minimal narration and the story itself. For these things I thank her. I enjoyed writing in this fashion, it was a nice change of pace. I found it to be more driven... more breathtaking... a kind...
The following story is true. Only the identity of the characters and locations have been altered. * Maria bolted upright in bed, trembling, her hands moist. She sleepily turned and gazed at the blurry digital dial of her alarm clock. She squinted to make out the time. "God, it's only 2:30," she muttered. She sank back down into the softness of her feath...
Timing. It was always about timing, Sandy thought, as she sat at her desk working on her calendar. It was the week before Valentine's Day, and although she had a date with her husband whom she loved dearly, he wasn't the man she knew she should be with. Since it was just past noon, which meant everyone was out grabbing lunch, Sandy gave herself a few minutes...
Todd was finally feeling better when he woke up from his nap. I just laid with him and read my book while he snoozed. It sounded like all of the guys left for the game. I distinctly heard Lance shout goodbye's across the hallway. Todd got dressed and he took me out to the local burger joint. I picked at my food, I wasn't that hungry, Todd just went on and on...
I wake up on the table in a hotel, which is walking distance from my home, where I had just spent several hours being physically pleasured on, while at the same time being emotionally tortured by the man I love more than life itself. The beautiful muscular men that were my spectators up to this point are now in robes and are gently wrapping me in a soft velv...
Chad Corbett wasn't going to look at the thing in the corner. He looked up at the mirror on the ceiling instead. Reflected back in it he saw his nude form lying on a pink silk bedspread. Chad was tattooed and buff. He was proud of his body. It had taken long hours at the gym to develop that chest and abs. The bed was big and fancy. It was a proper fancy ta...
Note to reader-- I wrote this for a friend of mine. He doesn't live in the same state even though I wrote it like we do. He loves when I tease and taunt him about what I'm wearing and the things I do with myself or what kind of toys I have. He knows I can have that dominant side that could whip the holy hell out of him but a soft gentle side that likes to be...
Devon walked out of her bathroom and caught a glimpse of herself in her closets' floor length mirror. Walking closer she stood admiring herself, something she actually hated doing, but today was different. She lightly ran her fingers over her long blonde curls and pulled on the people's favorite which was currently resting on her shoulder. She stepped closer...
Barbara and I were taking a holiday at a 5 star resort. When we visit a resort or a hotel or even a motel or even sometimes the back seat of the car, we get horny. I was wondering how we could make this into a really fun, sexual experience. To add excitement to our sex lives we often tell each other our wildest fantasies about swinging, orgies, gang bangs,...