AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry readers, this final chapter slipped through the cracks, Several direct emails drew the omission to my attention. Apologies; enjoy. * Just as all but one the invited guests had been seated, the maitre d' took the call that Mr Marty Young had arrived. He opened the double doors and asked Marty to enter, announcing, "Lady Alice Ashton-Jo...
Things were going well between them, but Kate still felt something was missing. She partly knew what it was; a desire to ensure they kept things even more interesting by continuing to think of ways to make it continuously exciting for her. The answers flitted through her mind and she resolved to act on some of them, for the sake of their relationship! They m...
By the side of that old tree trunk, in that clearing, using that same rug on which, earlier, Alex had knelt while taking Richard deep into her mouth and drinking his cum, together they shared food, wine and personal stories. Richard talked about his finding and exploring the BDSM scene. Initially, during his marriage it had been theoretical, in that he had...
My wife Jo had been suffering with a bad back for weeks. She works as a doctor and many of the procedures she has to carry out on patients require her to stand up for hours at a time. A couple of moths ago she fell off a horse on an activity holiday we were on. And she's never fully recovered. Urged on by my insistence to get her back checked out properly...
Our journey from Camp Number 147 was a very sad and long one. I managed to sneak a few last peeks of the place that had been my home for the years during which my life had changed the most. Doctor Gorski watched me depart as long as he could, but the pain in his face and the biting cold soon proved to be too much for him. I imagined him going inside to rest...
This is a story about the exotic Shannon Stewart, the June 2000 playmate. Millions of men have been haunted by her mysterious eyes and captured by her voluptuous body. Thousands have tried mightily to bed this beauty; and some even have had the heavenly delights of her flesh. But only a very few know that the haunting sex goddess is also haunted. The night...
Maggie and I stopped having sex a few months before our divorce, and two years later I was still in a dry spell. Yeah, two years and counting. I was told guitars are chick magnets, so I dusted off my old acoustic and sharpened my pencil. I ain't no Bob Dylan, but I was happy to be playing and writing again and I frequented coffeehouses with live entertainmen...
*** I wrote this little ditty as a graduation present for my long-term girlfriend. She was sad that this summer will be the end of our relationship. Most of her friends are leaving for college in September, but she is stuck working alone until January. *** * Darkness surrounded the McDonalds, rain splattering a machine gun rhythm against the window panes....
Emily felt inadequate sitting in the booth between the voluptuous Deidre and her boss, Kurt. They had just finished lunch at Deidre's club and Kurt was telling her about Emily's great discovery. With luck, it would make them all rich! Deidre was wearing an extremely thin, almost transparent white dressing gown with hardly anything on underneath. It was belt...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 40). This story c...