What am I supposed to feel? The one person who I thought really understood and cared about me was loving another man in our first marital bed. Wait; twist that knife deeper, He's my cousins' husband. Guess She thought He really was the best man and not just for our wedding. Having heard her tell him how she wanted, needed and yes, LOVED him much more than m...
This story does involve bodily functions, so if you find that offensive, stop reading right now. All characters are well over the age of 18, and are over 21. * Marian realized that she had been going about adjusting to her new subservient life with her dominant daughter, Karen, all wrong. She resisted the diminutive Karen's bossiness but all it got her wa...
[This story does deal with women who are menstruating as well as with defecation, so those offended by bodily functions should proceed no further.] * Marcia and Linda, now that they were in their late 40s, had decided that it would really be fun to relive their school days. So they were even more excited when they saw the item online that invited women to...
This is the eighth in a series. It helps to read the other chapters first but is not critically necessary. Bodily functions, such as urination, defecation, and menstruation, are part of this story, as are caning and spanking, so if discussing any of those offends you, read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** Margaret Ames was truly enjoying he...
Author's note: This is the first part of a story that is open ended right now. There's no intercourse in this first Chapter; still I hope you'll read it and send me a note if you'd like to read more about Nurse Synge, Captain Wilson and the origins of the Nightingale Sisterhood. The Odd Tale of Nightingale Synge—Pioneer Sexual Therapist Chapter One Some y...
"Mmmmm, you are so mine, Diane, give me your cunt," and she licked me. "I want your ass, I want your filthy bloody ass, Kate," I whispered. She responded by jamming her brownie into my nose. I slowly circled her eye with my lips, breathing gently, warming the hole, and tongued it lightly. "ugghhh, mmmm," she responded. I licked the tiny ringlets and en...
He bent down and kissed my cheek. Immediately, from the touch of his lips and his smell, I knew that he was the man I could never forget. The man who now lived in my darkest fantasies. He was the man that had taken me to the height of sexual ecstasy and back three different times and he was standing before me, only now he had a name and a face. TWO YEARS EA...
Please enjoy reading my submission for the 2012 Summer Lovin' Story Contest. Comments are always welcome...thanks for reading! Ella A French 75 is made from Gin, Champagne, lemon juice, and sugar. The drink was created in 1915 at the Paris landmark, Harry's New York Bar by barman Harry MacElhone. The combination was said to have such a kick that it felt li...
N.B: This story contains graphic descriptions of toilet activity, in particular a female bowel movement. If this is likely to cause offence, please read no further! ***** Fortunately for me, I only needed to wait a mere 24 hours to receive the final part of my birthday present from Denise. After a full day at work, Denise returned to my apartment just aft...
"You're hot for me?" Camilla asked with a shudder. "Why shouldn't I be?" Ms. Callahan asked. "You are sooooo easy on the eye. Yes, I conform to the radical feminist stereotype: I am a lesbian. Come on, you, off with your clothes, if you and Candice want to graduate." This was a first for Camilla: not wanting to show someone her naked body. Normally she lov...