Mrs. Molly Brett, at 38 years of age, found herself a bored, suburban housewife, her husband gone again, doing another of his museum-display designs and construction assignments. Idly thumbing through a small stack of woman's magazines, she stumbled on an article that caused a bolt of raw, sexual electricity to course through her body. She avidly read about...
The air was finally cooling, but the wide planks of the dock still felt warm beneath my feet when we emerged from the lake. We both flopped down on our towels, not bothering to dry off right away. The air was still and soft, but the mosquitoes were blissfully few. We lay staring at the stars, savouring the peace of having the dock to ourselves. "Do we submi...
I was so horrified that our priest had seen me on the bus with a young man's hand on my thigh while my husband, Bill, looked on. Bill swore that Father Mick hadn't seen anything, but I wasn't so sure. He had been his usual jovial self on the bus, but it kept running through my head over and over again that he just couldn't have missed what was going on. I wo...
"Are you serious? I'll give you $20 bucks for that thing!" said Tommy. Tommy couldn't believe how lucky he had just gotten. Thrift shops were notorious here for ripping people off, but this store seemed to be giving him a pretty good deal! "Yessir. We have had that little lamp for several weeks now, and nobody seems to want it," said the shopkeep. Tommy...
For the next couple of days my mind was fully preoccupied with my wife's illicit desire to have sex with her best friend's husband. I was also beginning to develop fantasies of what it would be like to be in bed with Carol. On Tuesday I decided to give a call to my wife from the office. I asked her if she was absolutely sure about her proposal to have a sw...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Becky was so nervous, she was fiddling with her hair, pulling at the long brown curls and twisting them in her fingers. She and Mark had been seeing each other for a couple years now, him coming to see her and her going to see him as often as they could manage. But they decided it was time to take the next step, so she was moving to be with him for good. Mos...
He stripped quickly before his Mistress, eternally grateful that he had the foresight to shower and shave this morning. He still couldn't believe she was here in front of him, but here, indeed, she was! He had ached for her for so long now and she had appeared as if by magic. It was as if she had responded to his immense need for her. His heart pounded solid...
Disclaimer: This story contains themes of non-consent however, it is purely fantasy and the author does not condone this in real life. * Emily slipped on her uniform and adjusted her head piece; she served as none other than a gracious nun. Although this thought often appears in everyone's head...No! She is not the type of nun to strip down and whip you fo...
"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned." Warm and lush, her voice trickled through the thin partition of the confession booth, and jolted me into consciousness. I had been mulling over the dream that had attacked me that morning, a dream surely sent by the devil to torment me. I had dreamt of a sea of rolling flesh, quivering buttocks and strident nipples, wh...