Diana stellte das Wasser ab, stieg aus der Dusche und griff nach dem Handtuch, das sie an die Tür gehängt hatte. Diana starrte in den Spiegel, als sie anfing, sich abzutrocknen, und konnte die kleinen roten Flecken sehen, die Tony heute Abend auf ihren Titten hinterlassen hatte. Als Diana das Handtuch um ihre Taille legte und in den Flur ging, bemerkte sie,...
Mein Name ist nicht wichtig. Wichtig ist nur, was ich kann. Ich habe ein besonderes Talent. Eine Gabe. Kurz gesagt, Was ich sage ist Gesetz. Wenn ich jemandem einen Befehl erteile tut er es. Oder sie. Und diese Gabe hat mir schon viel Spaß beschert. Mein Gegenüber behält ihre Persönlichkeit bei, tut aber was ich sage. Wenn sie etwas nicht will, tut sie es tr...
Eine neue Geschichte, vor allem aber eine neue Art des Geschichtenerzählens. Zumindest für mich. Die Leute die meine Geschichten bisher verfolgt haben wissen das ich dazu tendiere lange Chapter zu schreiben und darauf zu achten das die Leute und die Entscheidungen nachvollziehbar sind. Das führt zu sehr langen Geschichten. Ich möchte allerdings in dieser Ges...
Das nachfolgende sind die Berichte über meiner Erlebnisse während des letzten Jahreswechsels an C. Gemixt mit unserem, sagen wir mal - „Gedankenaustausch“ Der Inhalt ist so übernommen, wie wir beide ihn im berauschten Zustand unmittelbar in die Tastatur gaben, um uns gegenseitig scharf zu machen; es sind also keine ausgefeilten Texte zu erwarten. Lediglich d...
JENNY WATCHES US Cherry and her friend Jenny have become really close, lately. When I'm working late; she's usually drinking wine (sometimes there is a bottle of gin on the coffee table) with Jenny. Tonight it was tequila... I hear the two of them laughing as I approach my backdoor. I start smiling as I push the door open the rest of the way... "Charlie...
Cherry woke to the soft feel of Rashad's hands stroking her dark hair. She struggled to focus after the previous evening's lust filled adventures. He leaned in to kiss her. She returned the kiss to his playful, smiling face. "Michelle called. Breakfast is in a half an hour next door. We have to leave for practice and we'll be gone all day. We'll catch up wi...
Ron thought long and hard about what he was about to do. He knew he was taking a big risk, but he felt that he knew his wife well enough to chance it. He was sure that if she knew his reasons for doing it, that she would understand. Ron reviewed his plan and checked his “things to do list” for what seemed to be the hundredth time. It was early November, and...
Cherry came home early from work. Mr. Seligman, the "Big Man" at her ad agency, had given her the week off, worried that she was working to hard. Cherry would have protested, but she realized she had been neglecting her husband lately, and she wanted to spend some time with him. Okay, honestly, she wanted a good boning. "Wafers?" She called out, after dropp...
The sky over the mountains turned a purplish orange as the sun set on the third day of my cross-country motorcycle trip. I had been riding for hours, and my stomach was starting to rumble almost as loudly as the Harley engine between my legs. I needed to find a place to eat, shower and sleep-- not necessarily in that order. A nice piece of pussy wouldn't hav...
Author's Note: This is a series of stories based on actual experiences and observations at a local sex club. It's not a series; the stories can be read individually, but there are some recurring characters. ----- "Hey, Earth to Cherry," said a voice behind her. She turned around in her cubicle, shaking her head to clear it. Leaning casually against one of...