Dear Readers, For something a little different, I thought I'd offer you all a little piece of genuine autobiography. I leave it to you to decide whether or not it warrants a place alongside my other submissions. From my perspective, it rates as one of my most memorable and erotic experiences, and to a certain extent, provided me with the inspiration to beg...
We met at his restaurant's opening night. We went out a year later. We were married a year after that. We fought the entire time. His food was his real passion and that became a problem. I tried everything in my arsenal to get him to see to my needs, but I simply ran out of tricks. Had I known we weren't sexually compatible in the beginning, I probably...
I would like to thank Dragonette for help in editing, many thanks my lady. On a nice summers day in the heart of the Oxfordshire county, at the village of Upper Boffam, John, a university graduate at Kings College Oxford, had a day off from university, wandered into the village. He was six foot tall, wide shoulders and could use the loss of a few pounds fr...
Kate was different to most of the girls that I picked up. She was slightly plump, a size sixteen, with long jet black hair and normally the girls I went for were no bigger than a size twelve. The first day I saw her I fancied her and knew that I wanted to be with her. After taking a month to get to know her we finally became sort of a couple, well more fuck-...
I am naked. My wrists and my ankles are bound. And I am spread eagle on an old-fashioned four-poster bed with a canopy. I don't know where or who I am. I just know that I am here. There must be a bathroom just off the bedroom I am in. I can hear the shower running someplace above my head. Either I am on the bed upside-down or it is pulled out into the middle...
Note-Ian was kind enough to let me use a character he created for a story of my own. Read "Retrained in Basic" first; this will make more sense. Jamie stood there with her mouth hung open for a moment. She was utterly shocked. How could it be true? Chloe and Josh met at basic, how could they be engaged? It had only been a month since Jamie left. Tears stoo...
I knew it was Linda when I spotted her in the mall, window-shopping outside Macy's. What had it been? Fifteen years? She was older, of course, and had put on a few pounds but didn't look too bad for a fifty-five year old woman -- just a little chunky, but still with a great ass and a half smile on her face that never seemed to make it to a full smile but als...
Becky was a self-proclaimed "typical Catholic girl." She was from a devout family, her parents and her brother did volunteer work for the parish, she went to Mass every week and on every day of obligation, and she went to confession at least once a month. But angelic-looking Becky was anything but typical in my eye. She was an athletic 5'7" with medium-leng...
I met Katja when I was in my junior year of college at Stanford University. I'd been fortunate enough to receive a full scholarship due to my decent athletic prowess. But more than that, I wanted a quality education. So I buckled down and was more than half way through my computer science degree. I was working on my own project in the library when Katja bump...
This work is copyrighted to LuckOfTheDraw, 2010. No part of it may be reproduced or copied without the written permission of the author. ======== We were lying in bed late at night and cuddling. We did a lot of this those days. Not like earlier, when we were younger and fresher, when the cuddling came after the sex, not as a substitute. But we'd not stopp...