Valerie Is Talked Into A Private Fashion Show Last weekend I invited a few friends over to watch the local football team on my new wide screen plasma TV. The five of us were in the basement enjoying the beating our team was giving the other so-called favorites. During halftime, my wife came down with a bunch of shopping bags. She had won a $500.00 gift ca...
I'm hanging out at my computer when someone knocks on my door. "Who could that be?", I wonder. I get up right away before someone else could get to the door, opening it, I squeal in happiness. There he stands my man. God, he's so gorgeous. I quickly grab my smokes, lighter, and cell before I fling open the screen door, stepping out while trying to keep my...
May 20, 2011 Boston, Massachusetts Orlando Scott couldn't take his eyes off Cate McIntosh's pale hands as they ate dinner at Parker's Restaurant on School Street. Her hands were covered in light freckles, and he kept thinking about what it would be like to kiss each one. Her beauty gave him energy, focus, meaning; as he watched her hands, he wondered if th...
After we had finished enjoying our steaks we walked out of the steakhouse and met a mysterious man in a trench coat, fedora, and black tinted sunglasses. Unless he was hiding hair in his fedora, he appeared to be bald. He suddenly grabbed Neko and had begun running. For a moment I was concerned, and then I remembered. As Neko was my personal succubus I could...
My public face is fun, wacky, creative, independent. My friends think I'm uninhibited, carefree, sexually liberated. But that's mostly a facade- underneath the bubbly Marilyn, is a dour nun. The voice in my head is a rigid, guilt-ridden, self-loathing person, and sometimes I need to bring it out, it's cathartic. I need to be treated the way I deserve, to ind...
It was windy this morning, enough so that I could see the bare tree branches moving outside of my bedroom window. It was Saturday morning, so no work for me! Lauren was still asleep, beside me, hogging the covers as usual. Last night had been awesome! I'd met her, as usual, at the The Bar outside of the King Street gate. We'd been seeing each other for alm...
Twenty-three year old Stephanie Harris stood against the wall in the center of the mall. A crowd of people watched as the uniformed officer patted her down. She felt slightly nervous. It wasn't as if something like this hadn't happened to her before, but this was more public than she was used to. Without saying a word, the officer pulled her arms behind her...
We are in the hidden grove of the park. Your favorite park with the wooden benches with bits of moss attached. Friday you were a bad boy so your punishment was no contact over the weekend. You didn't suffer that bad since you have a woman at home. She is your partner but I am your keeper. I own you. Dominate you. Mistress M. Tonight after work you met me...
I would not call myself fetish boy. Not that I am into plain vanilla sex, but rather that I don't go out of my way to worship feet, or nylons, or elbows, or whatever other kinks motivate the truly inspired. But with Charlotte I learned to appreciate more of what is out of white middle class ordinary. Have I said she had the longest tongue? "My turn" as sh...
It's summertime and I am staying in my cottage by the sea together with my two girlfriends, Sarah and Vivienne. We've had dinner, and now we've put on a little clothes to go for a long walk through the dunes along the beach, maybe all the way to the old light house. Home in the cottage we have all been naked, since the weather is really warm enough for that....