"I know we don't always see eye to eye, but the fact of the matter is that we have to make up these numbers somehow." Jessica Finch stated in her clipped Manhattan twang, regarding me with those icy blue eyes of hers, her pale, finely-featured face gravely earnest. Singling me out from the rest of my team, it almost seemed like she was playing school teache...
My head was still spending concerning Ginny's plan to hook me up with her long-time best friend for a week of sexual fun! Ginny was excited that Sharron and I would be spending seven days and nights together in our house and that we would be sleeping together in Ginny's bed. She longed for her friend to have a week of bliss with me as her lover. She was con...
I met Anna and Ana at a party for my sister-in-laws 50th birthday in a small town south of Bern, Switzerland. My sister-in-law, Felicity, had married a Swiss banker 25 years earlier and had three children with him before he died in a car crash after 20 years of marriage. Felicity's life after Max's death had been difficult due to diminished income. Felicity...
The joy and ecstasy of that incredulous tongue fucking by Mr. Williams had brought about a chain of orgasms that I lost count of. Fortunately, he had gagged me when, earlier, he had put on the cuffs and tied my thighs. Or else, my endless screams would have reverberated through the entire mansion that housed my boss's residence and office. And yet, I hadn't...
With regret, I decided not to go back to the grocery store where Melanie worked. And that sucked for a lot of reasons. Of course, it sucked because I wasn't getting sucked. She was, by her own acclaim, one of the best cocksuckers around, and I would certainly agree to that. It also sucked because that was the grocery where the poor folk shopped. They had pas...
"For a new self to be born, hardship is necessary. Just as clay needs to go through intense heat to become strong, Love can only be perfected in pain." Shams Tabrizi I remember that Friday morning started out well with Gail riding me hard, straining towards yet another climax. Her long strawberry blond hair was tickling my nose as it flicked in my face. I...
The morning sun burst into our bedroom, it's golden fingers caressing the pink frilly sheets and the face of Fliss. Felicity, as she was named, was a he-girl like me. The sun lit up her soft, girly features as I lent in to kiss her awake. Her long eye lashes fluttered and dark brown eyes gazed into mine, "Morning Missy," she said. my name is Mystique but M...
Chapter One -- The Beginning Valerie Swindon sat at her desk in her small study grading exam papers. A shadow fell over the opaque glass panel of the door and she looked up at the ornate mantle clock and realised it was time. She arose from her chair and came around to the front of her cluttered desk and unzipped her skirt. She caught it before it pooled...
Our Neighbor Fills in for My Husband Part 1 Saturday through Monday By Itascan My name is Julie Jensen. I'm Catholic, hence the impulse to confess. My husband is not Catholic. However, I'm a liberal Catholic, for whom the Church is much too strict about sex and women's rights for me to confess to a priest. Besides, I don't repent my sexual "sins" and won'...
Dear Reader: This is the second part of a series of stories I plan to share. They are largely autobiographical, with adjustments for identity and continuity. The theme, which develops slowly (because that's how it happened) is primarily BDSM. If this isn't your preference, I would respectfully suggest that you might not want to read beyond the first two stor...