For nearly ten years, Brian and I had enjoyed one success after another as business partners. We shared an entrepreneurial spirit. We are both geniuses in our own right; me as the creative force and he as the technical wizard. Success is never boring. Wealth is more a blessing than a curse. There are the creature comforts of nice homes, stable of nice vehicl...
Chapter 2 Snacks As the weeks passed, the two couples became close friends. They hung out with each other and took turns visiting each other's homes. When one couple was away for a weekend or on vacation, the other couple kept an eye on their home. They developed a degree of mutual trust between that helped overcome the initial awkwardness of their relation...
CONFESSION "Well, slave, did you do as I requested?" The Goddess lay on her bed; a short, sexy top barely covered her voluptuous breasts. She was naked from the waist down. As she spoke to her slave he tried desperately to reach the place of his worship, the pussy that owned him. She kept him inches away, restricting his upward movement by the firm pressure...
As I have sat here and typed many of the tales from my days hearing stories of erotic tales in the confessional and inside my own office I have found myself drawn into a tale more so than I had ever experienced before. One day not too long ago, typing another installment for my readers I watched as two young girls walked into my office. I do admit that I hav...
My name is Nikki Ayres, and for years I've kept the secret of my promiscuity from my friends, family, and co-workers. By day I'm the quiet, efficient account executive whom you might pass in the hallway and never give a second glance. When night time comes I yield to my insatiable lust and seek pleasure wherever and however I can find it. These are my confes...
Part Three Chapter 1, Laundry Day Mrs. Susan Madison trudged wearily up the stairs of the St. Joseph's rectory carrying a brown wicker laundry basket. Luckily for her back, today's load of washing was on the lighter side, consisting mostly of Father Charles' socks, undershirts and some brightly colored women's underwear, which she didn't recognize. Sadly,...
Zach's handsome face greeted her as he opened the door. "Hi, Lydia. Come in." Returning his smile, Lydia stepped through the doorway. "Hi, Zach. Good to see you again." Realizing what she'd said, Lydia looked away from him for a moment, smiling to herself and thinking: Oh, yeah, Zach. It is really good that I'm seeing you again. All of you. God! It would...
Living so close to Salem, MA, USA, famous for it's witch trials and executions in 1692 and 1693, some guys I knew were intrigued by the idea of re-creating the trials and examinations, if not the executions, in our own backyard. In practice this meant the backyard of the Harrington's estate next door, it being possessed of lots of space and assorted out buil...
Author's note: This is my first submission, I appreciate and welcome both praise and criticism, so I can become a better writer. I hope you enjoy my work. ***** I had always had a special connection with Farther Marcus. He had been with our church since he finished his M.Div. Ten years ago. Even though I was only a little girl at the time, I had fallen in...
Several weeks ago, I finally got the nerve to submit an erotic story online. People do it all the time… just not me. I'm one of those lurkers who have remained hidden all these years, content to just read the fantasies and stories of other people. On a whim, I wrote an erotic story based on a business trip that I had attended a few years ago. I'd met this at...