Steve groaned sharply, but it wasn't in pleasure. Supporting his right hand on my breast, he drew a deep breath, and managed a smile. He was trying hard to relax, probably too hard, but I knew from experience that this was going to be more than some subtle coaching. I'd been there so many times before, but this was expected of me, I guess because I'm a girl....
College life can sure be tough these days. It doesn't matter if you're a man or woman. Political correctness has gone amok in collegiate America. You can't say what you mean without risking your career or your reputation. Thanks to obscure and outdated gender quotas, innocent young men are losing their sports teams left and right, through no fault of their o...
There she is. My Purnima Rajani. My lovely East Indian goddess. My gorgeous wife. My angel. Hailing straight from the City of Chennai in the Tamil Nadu region of the Republic of India. Five-foot-eleven, curvy and sexy, with dark bronze skin, long lustrous Black hair and pale brown eyes. Born to a Tamil father and Sikh mother. Truly a unique blend, from what...
I am a 51 year old female Doctor, working doing Health Appraisals for a local HMO. My late husband wrote a lot of stories, I really never did much. But for some reason, since his passing, I find myself writing almost as much as he did! Ted always told me to "write like you are telling a story", I learned quickly what he meant. But he also told me to "keep t...
Author's note: Written sexual activity is only engaged in by responsible fictional adults of 18 fictional years or older. Wearing a condom. Even when not engaged. Excuse me but I do not quite understand what you are complaining about? Okay, let me see if I got this straight, you are complaining that, that man over there is a sexual deviant, am I correct?...
She is worthy of my attention so I worship her. She is worthy of my devotion so I crown her my goddess. What is the motivation? Why do I subjugate myself to her, allowing her to demean and humiliate me? In truth it is because these actions of submission give me a kind of power. Another's Mistress (a coach), an actualized and enlightened female with considera...
Author's Note: I just want to say I am very excited with everyone's enthusiasm with these centaur stories, considering I'm rather winging most of it. Enjoy this next chapter! *** Soren moved restlessly outside the longhouse. He heard the muffled cries of his sister Rose and frowned slightly. Inside he could hear movement. "Be calm, lad." Callum requested...
This story is presented in five parts. The story is finished and all chapters have been submitted, so hopefully you should be able to get into the story and enjoy a chapter every day. As always, your comments and observations are welcome. I woke in the night, Patrick and I now parted, and I was filled with a desire for release. My hand wandered to my pu...
It was one of those cool spring nights with a light breeze and my wife and I were on the roof of the theater where I worked as a Technical Director. We were surrounded by huge satellite dishes on one side, a billboard on another, and a grotesque 100 foot high tower of red and yellow that looked like a child's drawing of Rapunzel's tower. But there in front o...
I was so startled by the fact that Ayron was standing right there beside Sandra and I, knowing that he'd just witnessed me reaching my first orgasm with a woman. I couldn't instantly read anything in the expression on Ayron's face, as he looked towards me for the first time. His eyes traveled down my body and as my eyes followed his I realized Sandra was st...