He is my Master. Just like I chose him, he chose me. There was always something primal and brutal about him that I couldn't get over, that the woman in me yearned to be close to. He never went out of his way to protect me; then again, I've never been in any real danger. However, I want to belong to him and only him. My thoughts stray from him sometimes -- f...
In Great Britain Terri learned at a young age the value of her sex in getting what she wanted. She wasn't as busty as she would like, but going braless had distinct eye appeal for the slim brunette. Her girlfriend and 'partner in naughty' was Mandy (Buttons was her nickname) who was taller and had amazing titties. They would go into pubs penniless and leave...
Susan had missed his touch for over six months now. She longed to feel him caressing her passionately and knew she was only moments away. She had taken care of her needs for the last few months with a new vibrator that had arrived shortly after his departure. She had used it on several occasions and each time she had found new levels of pleasure with it. The...
Stan was surprised to receive a genuine reply to his posting on Craigslist. "Free portraiture and/or boudoir photography" was the heading. The only replies so far had come from husbands with a fantasy to see their wife pose, but wouldn't, or from blokes who wanted to pose nude. Stan had soon gave a quick 'no' response to those! So, the enquiry from Natasha...
I picked Debbie up just after 9 on the Saturday morning. It was already hot and I was curious what she would have chosen as 'appropriate' clothing. I was in shirt and trousers, jacket and tie in the back in case needed for the evening. I was not disappointed, she had gone for a shortish pencil skirt in grey with a matching jacket and a white, quite sheer bl...
This is perhaps not the usual story for this site, but I'm compelled to write it and express my feelings. I need to remember, to feel. It was a weekend which we had waited for with great anticipation. Allow me to back up. You see, my love and I did not live together. Life is so complicated, the older I get the more shades of gray there are, than the boldnes...
Okay, so I was sitting at my favorite computer inside the Carleton University library when I learned from the client liaison officer of Securitas Canada that I was fired from Bell Canada, supposedly because someone thought they saw me sleeping in the ladies room. What the fuck? I looked at my cellphone like it was possessed and shot the bearded Arab libraria...
I had just returned to my office after lunch, had barely set my purchases on my desk when I heard the door knob jiggle and a gentle knock on the locked door. Thinking it was the tenant upstairs wanting to use the fax machine again, I unlocked and opened the door to find my Sir slipping inside the room. I had just seen him the day before yesterday. I had hope...
It's not common to see a story told as a series of limericks, and while this is "poetry," this is not, I think, what people expect to find in the poetry section at Lit, so I didn't put it there. I could also have classified this as humor, but while it has funny parts, it's not entirely meant to be side splitting. It should make you smile, and maybe perhaps...
(I am dedicating this to my dear Silky. May this never be her experience.) Sarah Chuckles was as much fun as her name. She was also a successful business woman and at 28 had not been especially looking for love. When one of her colleagues invited her to a house-warming party, Sarah was pleased to accept, being by nature a gregarious kind of girl. She took t...