Rekha gave one final look in the mirror at her shapely figure. Her sleeveless blouse and sari looked stunning on her well maintained body. Like any other day, she was dressed to kill. But tonight, she made double sure that she looked as ravishing as possible. Going to Waseem and Masooma's place was fun. This Pakistani couple lived only a block away from thei...
This is adult entertainment! Be warned! If you're not into graphic depictions of sex, this is the wrong story for you! If you're too young to be legally reading this, move along! This is a work of fiction. It is not intended to reflect any particular person or persons, and the incidents portrayed exist in their current form solely in the writer's imaginati...
"You know? I'm not sure if I like this colour after all. It's a little dark, don't you think?" Louise paused as she descended the stairs, smiling as her mother's voice carried from the kitchen. It had taken her parents three weeks to decide what colour to put on the wall and now it sounded as if she was having second thoughts. Her father groaned but she co...
(To the reader: This is the fifth in a string of many correspondences between a former professor and me. It started out to be just a harmless little distraction for myself, to break up the day. It became so much more, so unrepentantly.) She didn't know which one was more taxing – keeping this online affair a secret from her friends or keeping her identity f...
At exactly one pm, she knocked on his door. He opened it, took her hand and led her into his favorite room. She was very familiar with it. He motioned for her to sit and he excused himself and left the room. She sat quietly and waited. Five minutes passed, then ten, then fifteen. She was becoming anxious, but she stayed seated and continued to wait. He cam...
Rich was putting away the last of the dishes. Wednesday night. Another night when he and the kids ate dinner without Marie. "I'm going to bed kids," he called into the living room. A muffled chorus responded that it was ok. As the house began to darken, Rich brushed his teeth, studying himself in the mirror. Had he aged, or was he imagining that he had? T...
I can feel you standing behind me as I write this, your gaze burning into the back of my head, stern, painful. The tap of the ruler on my sore arse is enough to keep me writing, a constant reminder of how bad I’ve been. This is an apology about my behaviour. I realise that it’s unacceptable and cannot continue. If I want to live here I must obey the rules....
Upon high school graduation most of my friends got to travel, and those that didn’t travel had jobs, and whoever was left, moved to a small town to live with their grandparents and get a summer job. As was the case with me. My parents believed that it would help to form me into a proper young man if I spent the last two months before college earning money an...
The next day, after my whole day pleasuring Olga, Angie called me. "You know, I still can't walk. What do you think about that?" I answered, "Well, it sounds like you're trying to stroke my ego." "Yeah, I know you, you pervert," she continued, "that's not all you'd like me to stroke." I laughed and figured it was time to line up my next encounter with one...
Donna picked the magazine up off the floor and thumbed through it without looking. It crackled as she turned the first few curled and frayed pages. Something sticky dried there? Or just waterlogged? It was more than two years old, the movie star couple on the cover had long since divorced and moved on to new relationships, the starlet who'd lost 30 pounds on...