I was in a bar one night with some friends. You know, the usual beer and bullshit session. Conversation turned to how many women we used to pick up when we were younger and how, as you get older, it's not as easy as it used to be. And of course after a few beers, there's always the one who wants to make a wager. Everyone puts in 20 dollars and the first one...
Letter from the Author: This is a story about an older promiscuous woman who loves sex and is not ashamed of it. She knowingly commits adultery and likes to be dominated and even humiliated. If you have any moral issues with this, please go read another story. Come on people, this is fiction! Some people, including myself, like to read this stuff. Thi...
The girl in the black string bikini caught my eye right away. She was Asian, slim, with long straight black hair. Her white porcelain skin stood out among the darkened red hued bodies tanning on the beach. As the breeze blew her hair she picked up her camera and started shooting. Her lean body moved with the grace of a ballet dancer. She was so concentrated...
Gently closing her bedroom door, she felt her heart start to pound as her excitement rose. It was his birthday and time to prepare her special gift. On the dresser were the black garter belt and dark nylons she'd bought earlier in the day. She knew he'd love them -- a garter belt and stockings were among his greatest turn-ons, and hers, too. She really enj...
On Saturday afternoon, James decided to go for a swim at the school pool. Sarah and Charlotte were off with some of the other freshman girls, but Diane had volunteered to join him. As they walked to the pool, James was already imagining her in a bikini, wondering how her breasts would look in it, whether they would bounce as she walked around. They arrived...
Truth or Dare, Part 1 Wednesday evenings had become Truth or Dare night for Mercedes and her girl friends, Sheena and Ella. Originally started as a way of breaking up the long week of college classes, the girls were upping the ante when it came to the dares they challenged each other to, and the truths they demanded be spilled. Previously, Mercedes had been...
Kim traced her steps back through the darkness of the medieval chamber with its fearsome cage and pit and emerged into a corridor. Here she faced a difficult choice; to her left was one door, facing her was a short passage leading to another door and across from her was an imposing black metal gate with the word 'Nemesis' welded onto it that led to stairs an...
Later in the week, after the boys had gone off to work, Rachel dropped the kids off to school then wandered into Krystal's house. After the usual how are you's Rachel finally summoned the courage to broach the subject "How are you feeling about the other night Krys." Krystal turned and gave Rachel a long look. "To tell you the truth I have been in a bit of...
I caught myself daydreaming the other day. I was actually thinking of a personal hygiene ad for kids and parents that had the words head, head lice sung to the tune of UB40's Red, Red Wine. Yes, it's stupid. Yes, I can't believe it entered my ADHD addled dome. Yes, considering what happened and what I was about to do again, I was happy for the distraction....
As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Khadija Adewale, and I'm a young Nigerian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am twenty six years old. I recently graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor's degree in sociology. Since I couldn't find any work in my major, I had to look elsewhere. That's how I ended up working at a Call Center i...