(Note to the reader: This is the second and final chapter of the third part of a three part erotic novella I've tentatively titled "Making Love to Horrible People." The first part is titled "Fear and Lusting." The second is "Yard Sale." Each part consists of about 4 or 5 chapters, except this one, which I thought would be better served in two courses. I hope...
It's taken me a long time to make my confession. I am 34 years old. I am ordinary in most ways that you would notice or probably care about. My name is Nina. That's not my given name. I live in New Orleans now. I was born in a small, poor town in Arkansas, and then lived in a few places around the same State. I finally came to the Big Easy two years ago. O...
For over the past two years I have been in contact with Mistress R. I have been one on her most ardent followers to the point of speaking with her weekly if not daily. Mistress and I have come to an understanding and we both feel quite strongly about each other. Or more realistically, I worship her and crave her domination and voice, she in turn like to twis...
The following is an account of one of my wild experiences when I first left home for college. I was moved into halls with 5 other girls in my flat, consisting of a fair sized bedroom each and communal facilities. After having a few drinks one night after having been there for a couple of months, I was sitting talking to Liz, a girl from Kent whom I got on ve...
My wife and I often spend the weekend at a beach house belonging to some friends of ours, Jess and Tammy. They only go there themselves about once a month and let us use it whenever we want. I always love going there because it's so peaceful. The back entrance to the house leads straight on to the sandy beach, which is usually deserted as there are no facili...
Standing up I turn to face my husband again, my hands slide down to my waist and my thumbs hock over the edge of the skirt and I pull it down over my legs and step out of it. If Jack thought I was finished, he was very mistaken, as I had only just started this show. I move over to the bed, and clime up onto it, standing over jack I look down, a smile playin...
I knock on the door twice. Wearing my lucky brown leather jacket, white t shirt, jeans and boots. I light up a cigarette while I wait. I hear some movement on the other side of the door. Two more knocks. The sounds of keys jangling before the door is unlocked revealing, Gillian, early forties, pink pyjama trousers and a matching bathrobe. She looks down w...
It always starts in the car. I want to place my hand on your thigh slowly rubbing your bare skin. Ever so gently caressing your smooth leg, thinking of how I want to move up your skirt next. The image of my hand just taking what is yours and making it mine, is irresistible. As I rev up the engine, my hand also rides up as you take a breath. Quickly before y...
1 By all appearances, Sarah was a straight laced, white collar professional woman in her late twenties who took pride in her appearance and always dressed professionally and appropriately at her work. Her personal life often mirrored this exterior, but since her marriage to Alex two years earlier, she had found her usually shy and reserved personality relax...
Revision of 2012 February 10 Published by Alyx Crowley at Smashwords Copyright 2012 Alyx Crowley Adult Content: This story contains explicit sexual content that is not suitable for those under 18 years of age, and may be considered offensive by some readers of all ages. License Notes: Thank you for downloading this free ebook; I hope you enjoy it. Altho...