(Connie, Yvonne, Sarah, and Tipton were real people, but this story is not what really happened. Just what I wish had happened.) Reputation. That was the name of the game for most of the women at the small university I was attending in 1970. You either had a bad one or a good one, and your whole future depended on which one you had. The Sexual Revolution...
The cold gust of wind blew hard as I walked around the corner toward the front doors of the quaint brick downtown post office. I knew it would be busy, with only a week before Christmas. I was there for stamps and hoped the lines would be shorter this early in the morning. I heard the sound of cardboard boxes tumbling behind me as I approached the post offic...
The time was the early sixties and the sexual revolution was in full swing. This is the true story of one of the original swinging couples as it was told to me. Only the names have been changed to keep me from being sued…. How It All Began "My wife and I were introduced to the world of group sex by two close friends. We had known Barry and Edie for a few...
Chapter 12: Lisa and my Indoctrination We lay there alternately looking at each other and the ceiling as we regained our breath and the cum dried. Eventually, we just turned on our sides and faced each other. Lisa's eyes were unfathomable and I guessed that with my conflicting emotions, mine might be a bit dark to read as well. I broke the silence. "That...
Cassie sat on the steps of her tiny front porch, forgotten journal in her lap, cooling mug of tea in her hand, staring out at the mulberry trees. It had been almost a year since she'd moved her tiny house onto the orchard. Though most days it just felt like home, today with the wind gently blowing through the trees she was experiencing the same peaceful calm...
Number 96 Monday, 11:13 am The Home Office "What have you been up to, Lucas?" Claire Miller was Director of Communications. Her dress and attire were everything Lucas expected of someone in her position. Grey, formal and boringly predictable. "What do you mean?" Claire was capable but from a redbrick university. Southampton or Bristol, or somewhere of th...
Carey Lain looked over the trays of food set up in the dining room her long multi colored sundress running all the way down her body to her knees. The space was lit up by the sun beaming through the large windows. Carey loved the Ruhame's brunch. It was always held on the first weekend in May and to the tall brunette it signaled the official end to the cold...
I don't think any of us intended things to develop the way they did. It was far more a case of unexpected desires taking control of the three of us and creating opportunities none of us had envisaged. In fact Mouse, as I call my partner [her given name is Anna], and I have always shared very different kinds of fantasy involving us with another couple or watc...
PREFACE The following is a "true story of my imagination" and inspired by a rather low-budget movie called Dark Wolf, about a super-breed werewolf terrorizing a city in search of his mate. In the movie, there is a scene where a photographer is holding a photo shoot of two models on a city rooftop. The models are painted from head-to-toe and start posing to...
Release Oasis stood in front of her mirror examining the fading marks left by the many attending her trial. Caressing them softly with her fingertips, she really only wanted them to stay. It had been two weeks since she had returned home. The punishment’s final ten of the cane landed from Philippe’s own hand. He took his turn very slowly, drawing out the...