Christmas, 1992 Linda: I love you. I love making love to you. I love rubbing your back as you are lying face down on the bed, rubbing your shoulders first, then the small of your back, then back up to your shoulders and down again, a little further every time, gradually reaching your hips and ass. Back up a little, bring my hands along your sides, slide...
Laura had never ceased to be impressed by the size of the rooms in Bethany's house. He wardrobe room, as she called it, was twice the size of Laura's bed room back home; it consisted of two wall sized closets separated by a wide full length mirror. Bethany had married rich if not totally happy. It still had not change her much, she still enjoyed bargain shop...
Another in a series of true stories Sometimes it's a real pain to have a big cock. When I walk around in the locker room, men stare. Plain and simple - they gawk, they stare, they drool, or they look jealously. Occasionally I see a man stare and he gets turned on. How do I know? Well, duh, they get a hardon. Their cock gets hard, it come up to their stomach...
When I got a new job at the University of Sussex, my family couldn't joint me at once, so I rented a flat in the centre of Brighton while looking around for somewhere to buy. I'd heard that Sue lived in Brighton, with her husband Robert, who taught in the Economics department; I hadn't seen her for well over twenty years, scarcely since our brief affair when...
A decision had been made. Karen trembled with excitement. She was about to take the plunge. But she felt confident, encouraged by her husband that she had nothing to fear. Her husband Ben was such a sweet man and such a powerful lover. He had assured his wife that no young man in his early twenties would turn down such an offer, especially from such a sexy o...
The House at Rothsmere was in uproar. Victoria had vanished, taken by that rogue, Sir Thomas Brandon, the notorious slaver. Phillip was in dismay; he had lost his lover and his daughter, and knew that he should have been more wary of Thomas. He knew Thomas would be aroused at the thought of having both of Phillip's daughters, and knew that his trueborn daugh...
"This must be a sign from god", Sally commented to herself. "Just when I'm running out of cash to see Young Green Eyes, Mr. BDSM emails me after, what, how many months now?" Sally stopped texting Sebastian. ***** After almost two weeks of receiving no word from her, Sebastian decided to text Sally, casually that is. He tried to sound detached and cool...
This story, as is all stories, isn't written for everyone. If you enjoyed it, thank you very much and you're welcome. If not, thank you for visiting. ***** About 2:00 in the afternoon the doorbell rang. Doorbells ringing in our house were strange. Nobody rang doorbells anymore. Mormons did and UPS and the like. Occasionally a neighbor but so seldom it bec...
Jeff introduced us, "Alex, this is Sarah Fellows, Natalie's friend." She smiled and shook hands. We knew of each other, but had never met. My parents sponsored a college reunion every so often at an isolated small lake in New Hampshire. A place that is heaven for a few short weeks every summer, after the mosquitos are gone and before the first frost. My sis...
Chapter 1: Seduction Here in the borderland, any place with more than 5000 people is called a city. Small cities probably have an annual budget smaller than mine. On the evening this story began, that amounted to another three or four days before my pockets ran dry. The credit cards in my wallet had expired long ago. I sat at a table beside a picture-windo...