First off, I wanted to say that I'm sorry to the kind readers who've been visiting me for the extended period of silence. Over the past few months I've tried getting back to it a few times, and had a few resulting false starts. It's difficult for me to pick up a thread like that, though, when I haven't been at it for a while, especially when I have a lot on...
The blanket wrapped tightly about her otherwise naked body, she kneels before the fireplace. As she basks in the warmth of the fire, she watches the wild dances of the many flames, drawn in by their hypnotic movements. Focusing her attention on the yellow-orange light, she falls inside herself, deep into her mind, thinking back upon the evening, an evening h...
Note to reader: My last entry, "One Glass of Wine?" was not very good. That was partly because it was hastily prepared in fantasy mode. This version, "One Glass of Wine, Revisited" (without a question mark) is, I think, better and here is why. The first was fiction, with things added that I would like to see done to me. But that is not up to me, so in this s...
Best Buddies Sexual Peccadilloes A group of men and women sit around talking candidly about their sex lives. I'm Paul, the host of this party. Thanks for stopping by to read my story. We were all sitting around the big screen plasma TV watching the Super Bowl one year. I had invited all of my best buddies to watch the game with me. There were 21 of us guy...
My name is Kim and I am in my early twenties about 5'7" tall with an athletic body and long straight black hair. I have been thinking about self-bondage for a while now. Well really ever since I was a little girl and my brothers tied me up to play "Cowboys and Indians." I have been reading a lot of stories on the net and they really make my panties hot and s...
Author's note: Dreamers Come Play is an alternate universe. Stories set in it may incorporate touches of magical realism, blurred dreams, and other unexplained phenomenon. This story could have been in Bondage or Exhibitionist. Alcohol and cannabis use. These are fictitious events, by fictitious characters, in a very fictitious universe. All events...
Author's Note: This story is complete fantasy. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, companies or inventions is purely accidental. The story will make more sense if chapters 1 to 6 are read first. ********** Jenny was still drowsy and a little cold when she woke on Sunday morning. She realised she was alone in bed, lying on her back with her arms ou...
The next morning Em and I awoke with Sam in between us, laying on her back. I lay on my left side, my left hand underneath Sam's right buttock, the fingers in her ass crack, My right hand cupped her left breast. Sam's right hand held on to my pecker, and her left hand was buried between Em's legs. Em had two fingers of her left hand inside Sam's pussy, her t...
Brian does not make an appearance on Wednesday or Thursday. I assume he is working at one of the other companies nearby. I see him briefly on Friday and suggest we go to happy hour with the rest of the crowd from the office. He declines with what seems like sincere regret. He has to work at the computer store tonight and most of the weekend. Saturday's mail...
"Going out dancing tonight – wait up for me." Matthew's heart began to race as he saw the text message from his wife Michelle pop up on his iPhone. The last time he waited up for his wife, his ass had been sore for a week... Of course, in reality he loved every minute of it, but much like her seemingly-innocent text message, it was something that was kept...