"What on earth are you doing, man?" the naked gentleman sitting up in the hospital trolley asks, speaking like a toff. "Blimey, mate, you surprised me good'n'proper!" The green-smocked orderly looks startled, one hand on his heart, the other hand he has just snatched from the breast of the naked woman laid under a sheet on another trolley. His tunic is emb...
Reading Arianna Huffington's most recent book, "On Becoming Fearless," a book specifically oriented toward helping we women overcome our fears, led me to write a column about fears specific to men. It has also led me to recall the first volume the prolific Huffington ever penned, "The Female Woman." She was Arianna Stassinopoulos then, a Greek expatriate liv...
Circa 1988 In the last year Lynn and I have been acting out our fantasies. Each fantasy seemed to lead to something new. Some of them we found exciting and would build on: Mild Femdom; one night stand/pickup in a bar; Creampie; Mistress of the household and the servant, etc.. Some we tried but we both didn't enjoy it as much (more Lynn than myself) so they...
Joe's fascination with Sandi continued. There was an unexplainable connection between them and just holding her hand still made his pants bulge. By continually adjusted their schedules they found they could see each other several times a week behind their spouse's backs, even if it was just for a kiss. Most of the time, however; they would be able to do mu...
Chapter 3 The flight was long an uneventful. I thought about Natalie the entire way. By the time the plane touched down in Atlanta I had memorized everything about her and decided that I rather liked the way the corner of her eyes crinkled slightly when she smiled, showing lines that would deepen as she laughed her way into old age. I was running through o...
It's a rainy Sunday morning in Summer. One of those dull days with drizzle coming down that threatens to not stop all day. I wake up late. The party last night was a blast, and we didn't get home until early this morning. I lay there and reflect on my impressions of the event. It was one of those fetish parties with many odd people to see and talk to. Gays...
Saretha let the darkness envelop her. As far as she knew, no-one had set foot in the cavern for many thousands of years until she found the place, following the lines of power that converged upon it, and discovered the ruins hidden below the forest. Clumps of luminescent fungus pooled on the floor, their bluish light giving the cavern a strange underwater f...
[The relationship in this story is a Dom/sub relationship, based on affection, love, and respect. I put it in Erotic Couplings because there were complaints about how mild the BDSM was in chapter One. The sex in the story does NOT include bondage, torture, punishment or pain. No anal in this chapter. Your comments are welcome. No actual animals or people wer...
It started as a beautiful morning. The night before had been magical. Dinner al fresco at the seafood dock. Dancing to the music of a live blues band at the beach. A long walk in the moonlight. The short walk home with our arms around each other. Making love by candlelight. It felt like we were newlyweds again, only now we had money and a comfortable bedroom...
Abigail Randall strolled lazily through the village square. The summer breeze would occasionally lift her short dress, exposing her legs up to mid-thigh. She noted with satisfaction the way the men in the street looked at her, their lust apparent for all to see. They had been looking at her this way since she had moved to the village with her husband six mon...