The "crunch, crunch, crunch" of the Reverend's heels echoed in the dark lot. He did nothing to soften his footsteps. Jessica shivered in his arms. He held her tightly and felt her naked flesh curled tightly around him. An innocence and purity emanated from her, and though they had just left the scene of horrific ordeal, he imagined himself carrying a kitten...
Author's Note: All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. ----- "Why don't you stay in the car?" Her mother was asking, but the tone wasn't a question, it was a demand. "I'm just going to pick up your father's dry cleaning." "He's not my father." Lindsey pulled at her tube top—this one was red, but she was wearing the shorts, white satin, no pa...
It was a gorgeous sunshiny day on Maple Street. The sound of a lawn mower could be heard in the distance. Dave stepped off his patio and began walking around his new yard. Him and his lovely wife April had just moved in last week. Dave did well. He took over his father's faltering manufacturing business at 25 and now at the ripe old age of 43, he was a milli...
Audra scrunched her hand around her ropes of golden brown hair. They traversed the length of her long, silky strands holding onto each other thanks to the water's effect. From her scalp to the blades of her shoulders, her tiny white hands cooperated to massage the peach-scented gel into her mop. She ran her fingers through her oaky tresses one last time be...
It had happened. But after all the initial sexual excitement of it all, I realized I had some serious misgivings about it. I think it was this initial reaction on my part which dampened this area of our sex lives for years to come. My wife had been on a visit back to her family home in L.A., and had finally had sex with a guy she had gone out with for years...
"What's on your schedule this week?" Kathy asked her husband Mark. He looked up from the morning paper and said, "Nothing special. Why?" "It's my turn in the barrel again. I have to chaperone the Spring Dance and I was wondering if you would like to go with me." "Yeah, right! You know how I feel about those things. I still don't understand why you have to...
Sandra tossed her long mane back as she crossed before the open window. Anyone passing by would see that she was upset perhaps even angry at the odd gestures they saw her making or the long strides. Though any thoughts possessed by anyone happened to be far from the situation at all. It had all started over a month ago, things were strained for her and her...
Every woman has her price for performing bizarre sex acts. They all deny it of course, because they aren't rich. They can't imagine volumes of money larger than the cost of their house, beyond that its all hazy abstraction. I have sexual kinks that cost an awful lot of money, which makes it very difficult for my fixer, Jackson, to find women with enough ima...
Author's note This story is a work of fiction and any resemblance between characters and any real person living or dead is purely coincidental. I am deeply indebted to Juicy Starchild for her critique, editing and generally making my story a better read * It was 7.45am on a Friday and I could hear people outside, putting out their bins ready for the rubb...
After a couple of hurricanes at Patty O's, we sauntered down the streets of New Orleans until we came to the perfect little sex shop where we elbowed our way in. "Oh,la la!" My eyes widened at the tantalizing array of toys and gadgets and things I had never seen before, enticingly laid out like sweets in a candy store. Chuck, my boyfriend, just laughed w...