The next day brought on a whole new set of circumstances and opportunities as I rolled over and opened my eyes. The room was brilliant white with the light of the new day streaming through the windows. Looking down, I realized that I was naked, feeling the smoothness of the satin sheets slide across my skin with the movement of my legs. Looking around the...
That next week was very trying for Valerie and me. With everything now out in the open, each of us was like a yo-yo as to whether we would go through with it or not. The first thing Val suggested (which was a very good idea) was that we not discuss the situation "in the heat of the moment". Of course we'd be into it then! This thing had to be discussed only...
Sorry for the wait, I have been thinking hard about where I wanted to take the characters and what the next steps of the story would be. So, to help me along, my question is to all my readers - what do you want to see happen over the next few chapters to these characters? Do you have any ideas or what you'd? Thanks as always to Andi Downs who is a talented w...
David Scott. The yearbook picture was something like eighteen years old and yet, except for the length of his hair, he looked almost the same. The chiseled face was one of youthful confidence, with a cocky, alluring smile, impudent eyebrows, and haughty forehead. But it was the soulful, piercing eyes that grabbed you, that made you want to stop and look and...
I think we were all getting tired. I mean really tired: getting up early to enjoy most of the perfect winter days on this mountain, skiing all day, partying just about every night and doing our best to sleep in a cabin full of people... Not easy. The first two or three days and nights were fine, but now, at the end of this wonderful spring break week, the si...
I started when my wife suggested we go to a dress dinner at a private club downtown. We arrived and were escorted to a small room where my wife told me to remove my clothing. Somewhat confused and more than a little surprised, I hastened to comply. I worship my lovely wife and follow her every command willingly. As soon as I was naked she placed a collar...
Natasha, age thirty, was born and raised on a farm in Nebraska. Today, she still resides near her birthplace with her husband Robert. She stands 5 ft 5 inches tall and has ivory colored complexion. Her figure is not the thin model type, but slightly heavier with the curve in all the right places. She has an oval face, a cute button nose, and sapphire blue ey...
(This is the seventh chapter in a rather long series I have written. It will stand on it's own but there will be better context if you read all the previous chapters. Enjoy and please comment and share!) * Chris woke alone in the giant bed to the savory odor of frying bacon. His stomach grumbled, empty for the past twenty-four hours, and bid him to get ou...
Author's note: This is a 4 part series of erotic couplings set in a high-drama world. There is a plot, it's fairy light, not my usual who-done-it but styled like an 80's pulp novel. The sex is between men and women and veers into male domination/female submission but contains light or no BDSM. As always I welcome comments and feedback! __________________...
I was the first to wake up and it took awhile for me to realise where I was after so much champagne and even greater amounts of sex last night with my boss, Richard, and his wife, Elaine, after their party in their amazing home. I was laying between them in their king sized bed with Elaine's tanned back facing me and Richard's hand resting on my hip inches a...