Ashley Thomas and his wife his wife Laurel had a quite satisfying if at times boring sex life. They made love in a rather conventional fashion, once or twice a week. As the vicar of Emmerdale, he appeared to his parishioners as a staid, honest and straightforward man of the cloth. But every now and then he would act out a fantasy he had held since theologic...
My doorbell rang one day and I opened my door slightly to look out. There was an African-American woman wearing a raincoat and standing there, which I thought was strange because we hadn't had any rain or even any threat of rain for over a week. When she turned her head, smiled and asked me if I wanted to buy any Girl Scout cookies, I recognized Kirsten and...
This is my first story. Comments are welcomed. ***** "You're intolerable!" I shout at him from the top of the stairs. Fuck, I cannot stand that man sometimes. I'm the kitchen later that night, making brownies. I'm stirring the chocolate batter when he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. "Hi." He whispers. "Hi." I whisper back. He p...
I choose the plumpest strawberry that I can find, dip it into the liquid confection and hold it over his chest. Letting it drip on his nipples, down his stomach, watching the sweetness fill his belly button. He moans and writhes on the bed, begging me to touch him but I plop the giant strawberry into his mouth and he is occupied for the moment. It is the per...
Author's Note: All participants in this story are over 18. This story was originally written for a friend and has been edited to resolve some plot issues. A, I hope you find the updated version to be a satisfying surprise. **** I know you are home alone tonight so I put on my boots and coat, grab that pair of boy leg underwear you love and put them in my p...
Day Twenty: Exercise We did not have to wait long for Mrs Tiggywinkle to put in an appearance: she turned up next morning with Raymond for shaving inspection. She'd done something different to her hair: the spiky little stooks had been squared-off, and now stood up in a sort of stubbly, checkerboard crew-cut. Her face looked more than ever like a squashed h...
I'm relaxing on the couch enjoying the fire. Anna sits down next to me and hands me a glass of wine and says, "Truth or dare?" "Truth." I reply, already exhausted from our very daring weekend. "Why did Deb beg me to clear this weekends schedule just to have me come distract you?" "Because I have been obsessing over a girl." "What girl?" "Truth or dare."...
We're in a beautiful hotel room with a big balcony looking out over a white sand beach. I'm about to give the sound of the waves crashing on the shore a run for their money ;) I order some champagne and a chocolate fondue from room service. I'm going to be your own personal buffet . First I take my finger and smear some chocolate on my lips... then come ov...
Elizabeth here. It's finally time to do a succubus story again, this time with headpats, cuddling, and sexy cuteness. No horror or bad endings, just lovely cuteness and headpats. Mmmm, headpats... Enjoy! ~~~~~ ~~~~~ It was the middle of the night. Evan, a young man with ruffled dark hair, bolted awake and upright when he heard his bedroom door open and ora...
There is no sex, it is a soppy romantic fairy story for adults wanting to warm the cockles of their heart. ***** Now Prince Arrik peered out of the Palace tower window, his breath misting the thin plate glass. As far as the eye could see, and he could see a long way over the flat terrain from this high up, the ground lay white in a thick layer of freshly-...