A true story inspired by Sue For many years now my husband has been unable to satisfy me sexually. It's not for the want of trying though, it just seems that the older I get - I'm fifty now - the more insatiable I become. We've experimented with all sorts of things; role-play, dressing up, anal sex and even a little light bondage, but nothing seemed to wor...
Acknowledgment: My thanks to eluckenbach for editing. Here is a surprising statistic for you. More than five percent of all home mortgages are over thirty days late. In some geographic areas, over twenty percent of mortgages are behind with their lender. Most people didn't pay any attention to it, but Senate Bill 256 was signed into law on April 20, 2005....
It was with nothing but disgust that Susan regarded the musicians whose subtle and accomplished performance was so enrapturing most of the other guests. Susan was conscious that she was a fraud in so many ways and her presence at the recital a sham. It was the music she should be appreciating rather than the musicians. She should be somehow transported to th...
I must thank my dear friend Dulcis for editorial help on this story. Your kind comments and gentle editing helped tremendously. * * * "Library information desk. May I help you?" "Yes, I hope you can help me. May I please speak to the manager?" "Of course! I'm the manager. What can I do for you?" I feel the muscles in my shoulder clench. This kind of call...
I saw Stacy for the first time at an open art exhibition held within the student center at our local university. The event was an opportunity for the public - as well as interested artists and gallery owners - to see some of the artwork generated by many of the students on campus. The event was well-advertised locally and since I lived within easy walking di...
Oh. My. Goodness. Was she seeing what she thought she was seeing? Creeping closer in the darkness, she realized she was, and while disturbing to watch, she felt her pussy twitch. Watching for a bit longer, until she felt sure she had to be back or be caught, she slowly and quietly made her way back to the street. She had recently moved to the neighborhood,...
This was inspired by the kind of friend who inspires these things, and it would not exist without her, and her input. It was written in a fever dream of lust. Thanks to Mistress SoppingWetPanties for her feedback and editing skills. Caution: There is bathroom play and reluctance in this story. Some material might be edgy for some. * I arrive at the restaur...
*************************** This is a sequel, written at the request of a number of readers, of my story three years ago called BLUE CHRISTMAS. I'm glad some of you liked that. I hope you like this, and do not find it a bit 'twee'. Do you think that the holiday season has been getting to me? *************************** "Pete. It's too much." "I can affo...
It was two weeks ago that Ray and Emma first told us about Jon. He was someone they had known for a little over two years and felt that our relationship had reached the point where they could tell us about him. My wife, Gwen, and I have had a sexual relationship with Ray and Emma for almost a year and have become very good friends during that time. "We have...
(This story was a challenge put down by my friend and editor patientlee for her birthday. To turn on the radio and make a story from the next song heard was the challenge. And what did I get? See the title of this story for that answer. Okay lol, here we go. Best I could do with what I got. Happy birthday, you wonderful lady. And many more.) Walking into...