-And now I've written this. Go figure. I think this story will be hated by one side for having romance and by the other for having a dog in it. I like it because of the romance. Again, go figure. With a final, hate-filled scream that clawed at the soul, the execution ended. Inshini, Countess Mardapur, released a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding...
Disha found Dan in the darkened living room where he sat slumped on the couch, watching the news while nursing a beer in his right hand. "Dan..." She could barely breathe for her papillations. "Dan..." "Whoa, whoa. Take a seat. Relax. What's wrong?" As Dan moved over to make space on the couch, Disha sat beside him, her tiny frame wrapped in a dressing gow...
When I met my mistress, I was legal, so really no one can complain. I loved when she says those nasty things to me, so anyone who doesn't understand can gladly fuck off. My mistress had been going at it for quite some time. Months of rough, lovely sex. She mentioned her husband to me once or twice, but usually only to say things like "If you don't behave,...
I had always had a fairly low sex drive. Once or twice enough was plenty for me. I attribute it more to hormones than to upbringing. I just didn't need it that often, and certainly wasn't into anything wild or kinky. But that all changed in the summer of my 41st year. I'm not sure why--probably some kind of hormonal change--but I found myself getting hornier...
By Likegoodwinecopyrighted February 2012 Here comme the second installment of 3. There is almost no sex to speak of in this one. Enjoy! Thanks to Scalia for his patient editing. Your votes and constructive comments are appreciated, as they will help me grow. Chapter 4 I concluded I had been bumping into Martha by total 'coincidence' too many days in a ro...
It started very innocently. A writer receives a compliment from a reader. However, there was something different about this reader. She seemed very sensual and forthcoming in her comments. They corresponded back and forth. The more they e-mailed the more details they gave up about themselves. Soon they were exchanging pictures. That is when he saw her true...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. This story...
This is the last in a series of chapters in which our heroine, Kate, tells of a few of her varied sexual escapades accumulated over a lifetime as a successful businesswoman and a sexually liberated woman. Kate began this series by asking herself whether she was a slut, but it no longer seems to be a question of concern and the reader is left to his or her ow...
My wife Marie has always been a shy person sexually. No public displays of affection. No revealing outfits. It's because of how she was raised. But... once I get her alone and get her kitty purring she likes to let her freak out. We've been married 15 years now. Marie has been playing Rollerderby for a number of years now. At 5'6" and 200lbs, her heavy figu...
Her body reacted before her mind registered what had happened. A flood of wetness washed into her, and she was starting to kneel even before she knew why. It was then that her mind caught up and she realized she'd heard the words. HEARD them. Not seen them typed on a computer screen. Two words that always made her feel weak. Made her chest feel empty and hea...