This story does involve bodily functions so if that is not something you find compatible with your interests, read no further. It features spanking and caning, so has been placed in the BDSM category but has equally significant Fetish contents. All characters are over 18. ***** Melody Haynes, in her early 50s, awakened and was surprised momentarily to find...
Abi's sister Liz was home for the weekend from her job and life in the city, it was a very rare event, no one can remember the last time. She was actually her step sister and some 10 years or more older than Abi. Abi's father was separated from Liz's mother Abi was never told the details so accepted it had nothing to do with her. Abi knocked on Liz's and...
At last they reached a residential square, lined with neat Georgian terraces. Its centre was a small park, into which she led him, seating herself on one of the unoccupied benches. Others placed there occupied by staid looking females, residents of the square, chatting while their menfolk were away at their professions. She smiled at them as they gave curiou...
I met Amanda at the local village pub in one of those natural casual ways that happen when you've finally given up trying to pick up women and just accepted that you are going to be single for the rest of your life. I was living alone in the west country in a cottage on the coast. I had a small regular income that allowed me to indulge my pretensions of bec...
The final installment of the 'Soulmate' series. *** Kate and I had known each other for over a year and had never tired of each other's bodies. We had explored a wide range of activities and had not found anything yet that we didn't enjoy. We both loved oral and anal sex, we explored various fetishes like haircutting and shaving, toe sucking, bondage, span...
Miranda was blessed with the fuller figure which drew unseen looks from older, wiser males who appreciated what a woman should look like, but some of her peers treated her with scorn; not the 'fashionable' waif like skeleton, younger males and females alike were often cutting with their remarks. As she settled her generous rump on a stool at the bar, many o...
This story is just for fun. I don't feel I portrayed anyone in a bad way and I didn't mean to offend anyone. My intention was to write something different and I hope no one gets offended. That said, enjoy... * The room was spacious, overlooking a still lake that shone in the morning sun, casting rays of light over the green countryside. Kate admired the vi...
Dean was led into a small hall containing only a small table bearing a television surrounded by a dozen young men and women in white coats. He saw Moriarty, with her clipboard, standing in the centre of the group. The closing of the door alerted the entire room to his presence and all eyes turned to him as he walked across the hall. The small screen was show...
(The names and locations in this story are completely fictional and have no connection with any person living or dead.) My name's Chris. Wife Jolene and I have been married six years now. Live in the small city of Centertown, Ohio. It probably got that name because it's about half way between Columbus and Cincinnati. Being from a midwestern small town, the...
The next few years were very happy ones for him. His job meaningless, his great passion Miss Kendall's home. She set goals for his health, sending him to a personal trainer three evenings a week. He took additional cooking classes, especially baking and pastry. His whole life revolved around hers. Every evening he looked forward to the moment she walked thro...