While this story can stand on its own, Marion's Turn, parts 1 and 2 are where it started. Essentially, Marion and her lover take turns leading each other on sexual adventures where anything goes. Since you know what you're in for, I hope you enjoy it. ********** I stood in front of her door at the end of the fifth floor hallway of her high rise condo. I w...
PART FOUR - BODRUM - 3 - "How come all those towers are bunched closer together and then there's a big space down to the wall there?" Gabe wondered, "It doesn't seem like the strongest defensive position." "As I said before, each tower and the area around it was the responsibility of each different tongue of the Order," Dr. Gerard told him, "Perhaps the E...
This is the third part of a four part story that chronicles events that took place in mid-1970s New York City when free-love, drugs, sex and Rock & Roll dominated the American youth culture. In this part Jordan and his lover's open relationship takes an unforeseen turn. Jordan begins an affair with his downstairs neighbor with unexpected results. If you'd...
Okay, I misnamed the story—it should have been something like First Time in the Caribbean, but I can't change it, apparently; hence the contradiction in number of days. This day is pretty clean—I need it to set up the environment. After you read this, if you want more action, look for Day 3. Summary: On the first day he connected with a flight attendant,...
One of my dearest friends in this university community is my neighbor Celia Rosenthal, who has been in charge of hospitality programs for international students. For the past several years she had grown to count on my husband Garth and me to befriend particular foreign students, whom we would entertain from time to time. Three years ago after our Chinese "gi...
In bed, he was a revelation. His body was stunning. The night was now at 345 am and the two were still far from being satisfied with each other - they had a long sexual bouts to complete in the remaining 3 hours. Immensely powerful, he carried not an ounce of surplus flesh on him. His shoulders were sprawling slabs of muscle. His chest was a wide and deep...
Please feel free to tell me what you think about this story or make suggestions for future chapters in this series. As always, I don't know how to express my thanks to you for reading and rating my stories. A big, heartfelt thanks to My Pet for all his influence. * After a long passionate kiss and a lot of giggling we hop back in the car. I let you drive...
By: Col. Brunhilda 'Iceberg' Buriman, ret. Sorority Sister of Pi Loda Cum Chapter Nine: Wha' da' f*@k?! The words of the priest caused Harriette to think, and provoked a torrent of concern. She was stunned by what she'd learned on top of one damn good orgasm from her now-favorite vibrator. She squeezed back tears and resentment, along with her thighs, and...
I stood on the platform waiting for you to arrive. The evening was warm and the breeze felt good. I was glad of it after rushing about getting ready myself and packing your things. I remember the tingling of excitement I had as I removed the underwear and stockings from your draw and packed them. The silk, lace and nylon in my hand made me warm and aroused;...
I was camping in Yosemite one time in college, when I couldn't get to sleep one night and decided to take a walk through the woods. It was the middle of summer, so it was warm enough to walk outside in just pajama bottoms and a T-shirt (and sandals). We had camped way out in the middle of nowhere, so nobody was around for miles, or so we thought. So while my...