A note to the reader. This story doesn't get to the sex very quickly. Fun fact: This story was inspired by an incredibly elegant young woman I saw in church. She was sitting a couple of pews ahead of me and her pink bra strap kept peeking into view. It's awfully damn difficult to get the full benefit of church when you're wondering about one of the congrega...
A word to the reader, this is not my story, I'm not living it. It is however the story of some one I know and care about. It is still on going, evolving if you will. If you want my story, read "Stuck". I honestly believe "that the best revenge is living well". I am also convinced that "happy" endings almost never happen. I acknowledge my limited writing skil...
Janet and Phyllis had been friends for over forty years now. Through junior and senior high schools, college. "Going away to college" meant family support to live in "dorm independence" on the local campus: four years of rooming together, sharing joys and triumphs and problems. Post college, their lives ran on similar, largely parallel tracks. Marriage: Jan...
Wherein Prince is positioned to meat I mean meet Mum and Dad! (Bedtime tales for sweet and happy wet dreams) Prince had set out looking for the royal ensuite shower after dumping all his clothes in a pile. Knowing that all were fast asleep, he felt safe enough to walk around totally naked. His jaunty gait reflected the now accomplished mission of finding a...
A lovely warm summer night in San Diego. During one of my business trips, Vicky invited me to a small party at her place. It resembled the parties we'd had during grad school together, well over three decades ago. Informal, lay-about, sit on the floor, lots of talk lubricated by lots of wine -- although of considerably better quality than back then. Since s...
I awoke not knowing where I was. I stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling, at a vent in an unfamiliar wall. I was laying on a strange bed. Something had awoken me -- something even stranger than my new surroundings. Something was happening to my cock. I glanced down the bed and saw a woman knelt beside me, her blonde hair down obscuring her face, her lips wrap...
She laid there pretending to be asleep. She could smell him on the sheets and his pillow. She knew he wasn't there though. She could hear him talking on the phone just outside the door of the cottage. She laid there so very still, not wanting the dream to end but knowing it would, one way or another. Thinking of the note she tucked way down in his bag, she w...
The sudden loss of blood and the pain should have killed Crown Prince Emil. According to what little information Muriel heard from the loyal, always willing to keep a secret, doctors that tended to the prince, he honestly should have died. The fact that he lived mystified them. Muriel eventually decided that Prince Emil had been fueled by his own pure evil....
Inspired by this prompt: She's on a road trip with a friend, or a group of friends, and agrees to a bet. She wears a remote control vibrator for the trip. Every orgasm, she loses a piece of clothing. If she's wearing anything besides the vibrator when they get to their destination, she wins. The excitement any new homeowner feels when they buy their first r...
They had spent the day together. It was good again to have a companion, even if Justin J. Jeffreystone had not been quite her plan. He had taken her to see ruins and sights she and Sasha had not known existed, had taken her for lunch at a lovely little place up in the hills which she would never have found, and she had had a really super time. Frederika had...