They met at a house party. She was 18, he was 20. She introduced herself as Laura, he shook her hand gently and said his name was Paul. He was dark and handsome, with an air of intelligence and mystery. She was young, naïve and fun loving. He was there with a friend, she was there with a lover. It wasn't meant to be. They chatted and got on. It was clear th...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Sweetsubsarahh wrote an amazing article on the "how-tos" of anal sex, and in this writing, I am urging anyone that has not read it, to go there right now and get all the pointers you will ever need to have on the delicate act of anal penetration. Not only does she cover sanitation, but she explains the best way to prepare for it physically, and anyone that f...
This is a continuation of a fan-inspired series that chronicles the adventures of a young couple who explore the limits of their sexuality with unpredictable results. The story has evolved from the first person perspective of the husband, Paul, to the adventures of his wife, MaryJane, (MJ) as she discovers the true depths of her sensuality. * Lymon admire...
Scott Summers looked over the open window of the home that he once had shared with his wife, Jean. But his bed was warm now. Their marriage was long gone. It's kind of hard to carry on a relationship with someone who is dead. He loved her more than life. But with this most recent battle with the Phoenix force had left them all drained, especially him, after...
My marriage to June ended three years ago in a divorce. It was an amicable separation. We were living on the West Coast when she got an excellent job offer from New York. It would have been foolish of her to turn it down. It would also have been foolish of me to give up a job that I loved and was well paid to do. We both shed tears the day she boarded the pl...
OK, I can finally admit it.... I'm a voyeur. I get off on watching. Perversion? Well maybe, but I prefer the French term. Much more classy! I am an exhibitionist as well. I think that the two go hand in hand. (Pun intended). More on that at a later date; this story is about watching. There is a clothing optional beach not far from me. It is a perfect day t...
Dear Reader, please read the proceeding chapters before attempting to read this chapter. Lori's period of calm and introspection was interrupted by the arrival of her husband and the kids. Her husband Greg, his 16 year old son Mike, and 19 year old daughter Kim were running around the house, unpacking, emptying out the car, and sorting laundry. Lori was use...
"Miss me?" Carrie asked as she came into my arms and hugged me. She looked amazing as always. "A little," I smiled in reply. "Only a little?" she asked with a frown as she pulled away. "I've been gone for over a week." "Was it that long?" I asked nonchalantly. She poked me hard in the ribs. "Jerk!" she snapped before turning away angrily. "Oh come on!"...
Carrie had just arrived home to what seemed like an empty house. "She must be upstairs already.", Carrie whispered to herself and headed up the stairs. It was after one in the morning and she had just had a long night after the awards show with barely enough time to spare to make it from the Vegas Airport to her L.A. home where she was now. Outside her...