Chapter 4: Polysexuality and Marriage A happy marriage is a wonderful thing. Being happily married is the best way to be. I've been very happily married for more than two decades, I've never been divorced, and I believe monogamy is the best choice for me. Many people have of course been less fortunate. Despite my belief in the goodness of a happy marriage...
First, I would like to thank the wonderful Bella Mariposa for editing this chapter. Synopsis: To recap the story so far, our protagonist, Will Henry, walks into an unusual curio shop owned by Bartholomew Beetlesmith. After some discussion, Beetlesmith makes him an unusual offer, a test sample of what Beetlesmith claims is the most powerful aphrodisiac ever...
Chapter 1 It wouldn’t have happened if they weren’t so broke all the time. Trying to come to grips with the situation she found herself in, Tori continued to get ready for what was to come that afternoon. Having finished with her makeup, she proceeds to do her hair, wondering if her brother in law would even notice her hair tonight. She didn’t think he noti...
It's lights out. I'm exhausted. Though I would be able to fall asleep the second my head landed on the soft feather, cool pillow I long for a shower. Quietly I gather my things and slip into the ladies latrine. The space is wide open. I feel free. Free of time schedules, my senses relax from constant state of awareness I need to bare to get my job done. My b...
Of course everyone in this story can vote "He's watching again." "You sure?" "I can feel it." "That doesn't mean he's watching." "I don't have to know it. I feel it." "Do you want me to go over to his flat and say something?" "Heavens no. What would you say? My girlfriend thinks you're watching us have sex." "I can just knock on his door." "And do...
I opened my eyes and looked at the clock on the nightstand – it read 4:03 AM. It was a warm night and the bedroom windows were open, the curtains billowing lightly in the breeze, soft moonlight illuminating the room. There was a stirring in the bed beside me. She leaned over me, her naked breasts brushing my bare chest, and placed her lips on mine. She was p...
You had discovered I had disobeyed you. There was only one "household" chore that we had agreed on that if I disobeyed your orders regarding how it is done, you could punish me for it. And I'd screwed up, seriously screwed up. And you knew I needed to be punished. We had established a sign system. If you placed my collar on the bedroom door knob it meant t...
This is part four of our trip to Hedonism resort in Jamaica. As I've written in prior stories. I'm a nude model and my girlfriend is a nude dancer. I made the switch from a regular job to being a nude model so that I could be naked as close to 100% of the time as I could. She and I dated a few years ago but reconnected one night when I went to an Atlanta...
“We’re in trouble.” Dawn said as she flung open the door of the gym. Faith had a fine sheen of sweat coating her skin. Her hair clung to her forehead. The bag Faith had been punching swung back and hit her in the face. Hard. “Ow! Damn it! D, we have to work on this dramatic entrance thing you’ve got going on.” “Faith, I’m not kidding! This is serious!” Sh...
'This is good,' Tina said. 'This is very good. You could have been a writer.' George had just written three brief-yet-stylish paragraphs for the front page of Tina's CV. And, thankfully, Tina, George's niece, was suitably impressed. 'I was a writer,' George said. 'I am a writer.' 'No. I mean a proper writer,' Tina said. 'You know ... novels ... stuff like...