Recently I turned 50 although this has not halted my extramarital affairs I seem to be needing more than just random sex that I have enjoyed over the past 25 years of marriage much of which is encouraged and most of which I have told my husband, David about. The years of gym workouts I have subscribed to have managed to keep my body desirable for most any ma...
The air was three rods white. Light that was hot and crisp that bounced around our heads. We walked to a large room in the wing of the house. The entire place seemed empty but we locked the doors anyway. We spent what felt like fifteen minutes setting up the room and fucking. She was half a girl I once loved in high school and a stranger. One followed the ot...
I feel a hand from out the crowd grasp my breast. The real one, not the metal. I pay it no mind; I'm long since past the point of caring about that. In a haze of pink fog I glance at the lighted watch built into my left arm. It glows bright red against the burnished nickel plating. 12:20. AM? PM? M&Ms I don't know. My head is pounding, I think from what eve...
I'd now been on the waiting list, for my surgery, for almost two years and now had a date in less than a month. I was lucky because living in the U.K., our overstretched and understaffed health service, cared enough to offer people the chance to live as the gender they preferred. I know this wasn't possible in other countries, the costs being prohibitive for...
When we finally made our way downstairs forty-five minutes later, we found Nat lying on the couch watching a tv show on her phone, seemingly completely unaware of our absence. "Hey." I said, patting her on the head. She reached up to smack my hand. "Took you guys long enough." Alex smirked unabashedly. "So." Nat turned off her phone and turned to look at...
Lisette's Backthere Adventure, a fetish romance novella CHAPTER TWO After a few minutes without a peep from her rump, Lisette decides it's safe to go back inside. The icy blast of A/C stiffens her nipples and evaporates the sweat off her neck. Lisette waits for her eyes to adjust from the glare outside. She twists, peeling her camisole and blouse off her...
"Bing!" The sound told me I had a text message on my cell phone. I unlocked my phone and disappointed to see it wasn't the message I was expecting from Shannon. If you read my last submissions, Shannon and I shared serious body fluids in various situations at Ganges, Sean's bar where she worked. Just before the New Year, Shannon shattered my heart when I...
I want to thank my critique partner for the input. The parts I remember of this are true... ***** After a long day at work, I walked into the house to hear the phone ring. I answered, "hello?" "This is Owen." "Owen?" "Owen Richards, out at the Muleshoe Ranch." "Oh, hi!" I had worked at the Muleshoe a summer several years ago. Owen was the foreman, a...
Author's Note: Short chapter, and a big non-consent warning. Skip this part if that's not up your alley, the storyline will fill you in later. Three ---- Hilde awoke atop the cold wooden floor of her room in Villjord, feeling a barely-perceptible roll as it crashed against the waves. She shot up, placing her hands on the ground. She soon remembered w...
Seeing how enamoured Lady Sally was with the Camorra, Captain Wyndham held back from expressing his concerns regarding an organisation with a reputation for ruthlessness and violence that surpassed even the Mafia. His immediate problem was loading the massive statue onto the airship. It was too tall to stand upright anywhere in the gondola. Luckily, the ai...