It was some time before Rachael wanted sex again after the climbing trip. I began to wonder if it had all been too much for her and that she regretted what had happened to her. She seemed very quiet and only indulged in casual conversation. One night as we got into bed I took hold of her and started to stroke her back. She pulled away from me and said, "Plea...
After the fun we had Friday night Bill and I took care of things around the house and did some last minute shopping. Our shopping trip started after we did our house chores, at about 1:30 PM. We decided to shop and then have an early diner before coming home. Bill cleaned up and put on a nice golf shirt and a pair of shorts. Being warm I decided to wear a lo...
There was a girl we'd use to baby-sit the kids sometimes on weekends when I was married and the wife and I would go out. Gina was young, blonde, and a certified piece of ass. Though she was very pleasant and responsible, there was something about her that veritably screamed, "I fuck regularly!" Such a thing never occurred to my wife, but it was obvious to m...
Sally was our baby-sitter and she was quite a nice young lass of about nineteen. She was reasonably intelligent, appeared to be popular, generally had a boyfriend, and was very pretty. Dark hair, hazel eyes, and creamy olive skin that was absolutely flawless. Her taste in clothes was a bit iffy but that was just my opinion. Kate, my wife, found nothing unr...
Gillian Anderson falls silent, squeezing the steering wheel with angry, white knuckles. The radio squawks futilely –Bob Seger murmuring about the sound of thunder. I turn the music off; in this close, brooding quiet, the song seems out of place. “Listen,” I say, “you asked if . . .” “Why the hell would you say that?” Gillian demands, cutting me off, “You t...
Let me get this straight up front. Almost every weekend, I play Fantasy Games with my husband. I do it because I want to, not because he has manipulated me or coerced me. I do it by my own choice, for my own pleasure. My husband does his part for his own pleasure. In playing our roles and crafting the situations, we keep both our individual libidos and our m...
The day was finally here. She was going to meet the man who had captivated her imagination and who had driven her nearly mad with desire. This is her story, the story of lust and longing brought to fruition, finally, after months of cultivation. She could only hope that it would be as good and memorable as she dreamed. She could only hope that she’d be able...
It had been three days since Jenny had last played with herself. Three days of hassles at work, traffic jams and the endless stress laden mess that constituted her busy, busy life. As she slammed shut the front door of her tiny Kensington flat her agenda was simple, a massive vodka and a bath, followed by a self induced orgasm large enough to give her whipl...
Once upon a time there lived a kinky girl, a very kinky girl indeed, named, well never mind her real name, her chosen nick for play was "Cinderella", for reasons which will become apparent later. Cinderella lived in a polyamorous family with an assortment of bdsm proclivities with her "Daddy" (a switch - top to Cinderella and bottom to his Domme to whom he...
As Katie had left the store Mr. Ali had called Mr. Oldham to let him know what to expect and to let him know that Katie was high on the various stimulants and that he had managed to add the few pieces of jewellery sooner than he expected. The reason he mentioned the jewellery was that Mr. Oldham had arranged for a special seat and desk for Katie. Luckily the...