I MY HUSBAND'S WHORE Through the years Herbie's pride in my long, full tits has been strong. In fact, he wants other men to see me in the nude, which suits my bent toward exhibitionism. An early phase of my self-display involved my brother's boy friends, but a year or two younger than I. We got our thrills--I showing, they seeing--at odd times about our...
The train looked older than what I was expecting, but it had character. The interior was spacious, and there was an Old World charm to the wooden paneling and worn leather seats. Looking around, I decided the place was just a bit threadbare but still inviting. I threw my bags into an overhead rack and settled down into one of the booths. The high-back seats...
****************** Written by a man for a woman First and second person "You and I" First off, if you're looking for just a sex story, either skip to the end or turn back now. This one has quite a bit of story. Set up so you have an idea what you're getting into: As I usually do, this story was written from a prompt written by a girl on a certain websit...
She broke a piece of bread from what was left of the loaf and ran it around her plate mopping up the juices from the meat and then held it to my lips. "Take. Eat." I opened my lips and she carefully placed it on my tongue. "Eat." She said nothing while I chewed; just sipped her wine and watched me. Then, as if she had come to some conclusion, she put dow...
The ring had been given, my proposal accepted. The venue had been scheduled, caterers contracted, flowers arranged, and now it seemed all that was left was a series of unending checks flowing out of the accounts to pay for it all. The reality was there were so many small things to arrange. So we spent the weekends shopping and planning with the bridesmaids,...
You will find that I use Lewis and Mark in this story for the name of the same person. This person has memory failure after a short series of traumatic events. He does not know his real name and asks to be called Mark. When the narrator refers to him, he is Lewis. When addressed by the new people in his life he is Mark Toward the end I indicate where the s...
A formidable sense of entitlement, grandiose sense of self, stunted awareness of his own hypocrisy and a face you just want to punch, Steve would stifle and dominate the air in a room with two Lady Gagas. Amy, his newfound fiancé and latest conquest at his side, dotes on him and caters, like a spellbound disciple to a prophet, to Steve's insatiable and irrep...
Nemesis - Fiona The Wanderer As always I must thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for proof reading and editing this story. "Damn this bloody rush-hour traffic," I thought, as I sat in the queue of cars and buses. All I wanted to do was get home and go to bed. I'd been called away with my two assistants to deal with a major breakdown at one of my company's p...
A special thanks to Slow_n_gentle for giving me the permission to write an ending for his story. A big thanks to Magikheart for her help and suggestions. (Sorry no sex) * Bill just stared at his bedroom ceiling. The only thing he wanted to know was why, why had Pam done this? Why had she become so selfish that she didn't think about him, and most importa...
**Author's note: I just wanted to say thanks so much for all your support over the first chapter you really did blow me away! ** The silence stretched out between them, as they each stared at the other in shock and recognition; until he seemed to pull himself together abruptly to indicate that she should sit in the chair on the other side of his desk. "Y...