Your heels click along the tiled marble floor of the foyer in a flash hotel in London as you head towards the lifts at the far side. As you walk, your mind flashes back to last week and to the sealed package that arrived at your home from me unexpectedly. You open it and find at the top a handwritten note, written on expensive cream paper from me. "Cally, We...
“Awe you brought me a coffee aren’t you the nice one!” she smiled and unchained the door. He set his black bag on the kitchen table, handed the steaming cup to her and watched as she blew on it and then took a swallow. “Mmmmmm that warms me up.” she said. She was always cold, except when He was around, the thought pleased him and he smiled. “It’s no wondered...
The following story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of an adult nature so if you are underage where you live, stop reading now. This story contains explicit sexual language and fantasies involving the mental and physical control of others. If you are offended by such activities, do not read any further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to a...
The pilot thumped the plane down like he had a grudge against the runway. I rubbed my hands down my face, skin clammy and blighted with stubble, eyes dry. I sat, while around me people got up to stand and queue. Once the aisles had cleared I grabbed my backpack from the overhead compartment and walked towards the exit. The stewardess was a tall, leggy blond...
She was looking into her own eyes. Those big brown eyes. Looking into her own soul, possibly, and of all the things she could be thinking about, her school, her job, her fiancée, the only thing on her mind at this time was the warm hand beginning to wrap around her waist. Normally she would have pushed it aside, but the person who was trying to hold her cl...
It was ninety-degrees out today and the blue, Georgia sky promised only more heat to come. Far from where she was sitting on her back porch, Peaches could see the glassy surface of the stream out behind her house. The sound of running water and the silver shine of the stream was almost enough to make Peaches get up from where she was sitting on her front por...
Huddled under the covers of her modest twin bed, Lana Templeton couldn't help but stare a hole in the alarm clock on the stand to her left. "Two- Fucking- Fourteen in the morning," she grumbled bitterly as the telltale sounds seeped into her bedroom from up the hall. "I have to listen to this in my own Goddamn trailer," the 47 year old woman spat at the c...
I started work for MMM Distribution in spring of 1985. I was a bright-eyed naive 22-year-old young man. It was a small company with about 12 people on board. I worked in the office area as a purchasing agent with 3 other ladies. In my little area I worked closely with Beth. Beth was about the same age as me and was working part time while she went to the loc...
Note: All characters in this story are over eighteen year old and their names may have been altered for privacy. The story was of an actual experience even though parts may have been compressed for space and time. * It was a beautiful Florida Sunday morning and I was sitting on the patio sipping my coffee with a touch of Irish and reading the Tampa Times...
Part 1 had three possible endings, though not universally popular with readers. I hope I make up for that in Part 2 by providing a different sequel matching each ending in Part 1. The first sequel is from Martin's point of view, the second from that of Sophie, and the third from Rolf's. If you want explicit sex then jump to the continuation of the second sto...