Miranda is, Juan reflects pleasurably, a quite delightfully wicked woman. Standing a good head shorter than him she looks, all long eyelashes and bright brown eyes, flirtaceously up at her beau; exuding the merest hint of her customary Chanel 19, erect nipples proudly prominent beneath a tight T-shirt and an expectant expression on her face. "Turn around"...
Night falls and as darkness descends I close my eyes. I am lost in my thoughts and memories. Why didn't I just walk away? It's March 2007 and Henry Burk is throwing a party. His parties are legendary. Henry is the all-state pitcher on the school's baseball team and he is headed to college with a full scholarship. Everyone is there. We are telling jokes, lau...
I didn't know what I was getting into when I took this assignment. I recently graduated from the FBI and I wanted to throw my self into an adventure aside from hitting the books and doing assimilated field tests and years of martial arts. I was told that I was recruited for this assignment because of my qualifications. Little did I know that my qualities wou...
"Take me to bed," he told her. She took his hand and led him up the stairs to their room. She undressed him slowly, taking time to touch and massage him all over. She led him to the bed, climbed onto it and pulled him after her, laying him down. She removed her robe, leaving the nightgown on. She bent and kissed him, taking his tongue deep. Her hands slid ac...
I couldn't believe I let him talk me into this. Part of me was excited, but the other part oh so apprehensive. Yes, we'd talked about it. But up until now it had been just that, talk. Very hot, sexual, steamy talk, but talk nonetheless. I had been something of a wild child during my teenage years, and then for a brief period between marriages, but two marr...
We moved, my Mom and Dad and me, to a new, bigger house my senior year of High school. Forget the “better” neighborhood -- for me the principle advantage of our situation was that I now lived next door to my classmate Heather and her mother, Mrs. Harley. Heather was one of the wildest party girls around and Mrs. Harley was a teacher at our school, still youn...
Copyright ©, 2004: All text is the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. * * * * * * Writer's Note: You probably haven't noticed, but Canadagander has not contributed a new story for quite some time. I contracted that dread disease of writers known as 'THE BLOCK'. Try as I might, nothing was forthcoming from my mind that I considered witty or...
Do you know what a cuckquean is? A woman whose husband has sex with other women. There is an unspoken kink out there for a woman, something even more taboo than anal sex. More taboo than being a slut. The kink of getting off knowing your husband is having sex with another woman. Now there are a lot of definitions regarding this term, and I could split hair...
"A prize unlike any other," they advertised. "Take a test and receive a prize. The first person to receive a Perfect Score gets a mystery prize unlike any other." You expected something the likes of details pertaining to Einstein's contributions to Physics and the things that stemmed from said contributions or the finer working of Chaos T...
It's not as if I meant to kiss her. Okay, correction, it's not as if I planned it. There I was, surrounded by my boyfriend's dopey, persistently horny, friends. The club's packed crowd pushing us together. And my boyfriend, the worst boyfriend ever, was probably over in some corner. He had always liked to play these games, how far could he push me, how far...