The fourth in the Rick and Diane series, "Wet" is also inspired by true events, as one day in the neighborhood where we all live the sky just seemed to open up and begin pouring, and I happened to glance out my window to see the woman I call "Diane" running with her dog to get back to her house and out of the deluge. The full back story of these two - actua...
I satisfied all of his needs. I'd rub his thick beard and massage his tense shoulders after a long day of chopping wood. I'd lay near the fire as he stroked my soft chest. At night, I'd lay my contented head on his thick fingers. He felt warm and strong. I always felt safe and loved when he was near me. The winter came suddenly that year, and he was home mor...
Note: This story is the sixty-ninth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous sixty-eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I str...
Part of my big series, the characters will return as background ones. Nothing nasty just a couple of selfish people push out a main character. Another birthday approaches I will soon be twenty four. I live in a small flat over the shop. I work as a repair man with electronics, I fix HiFis TVs and the like. I also suffer from severe acne scarring on my b...
Jill buckled into her seat in first class for the flight from JFK to Zurich, and breathed a sigh of relief. She really did love Jack, but he just did not understand where she was coming from sexually anymore. He couldn't really, because she had no way of explaining it to him. All she knew was that she was tired of the sexual routines they had fallen into ove...
The office he showed them into was large and airy, having big plate-glass windows on two sides. It was near the top of the twenty-storey building and had spectacular views over London; on a fine morning like this the Thames gleamed through the landscape like a silver serpent, distance and the sun lending it a beauty that was singularly lacking from up close....
He paused to catch his breath, wipe the sweat from his forehead once again and to watch her shapely lowers legs stride out in front of him. With each step he saw the tensing of her calf muscles describing a perfect definition. She walked confidently and quickly, matching his pace up the mountain path with ease. He took comfort from the fact that she was youn...
Alicia was in her 3rd year at college, located within the busy city, when she noticed a change in her sexual desires involving deviant fantasies. Soaking wet, the petite, shy girl weighed in at 110 lbs. With long, coal black hair and matching eyes, she had an attractive round face, full lips, perfect white teeth and a slim figure. Her ample breasts were beau...
The local dish was that he ran a Home for Wayward Youth- sending them wayward, that is. I was sandwiched in age between his two sons, who echoed to varying degrees his devil may care good looks, but neither could channel James Dean quite so well as Daniel. As an exchange student, it was his older son that I met first. He'd seen my confusion in the taxi queu...
River spent most of her time outdoors. There were few indoor places that she really wanted to be. When she had to be home, she hid in her room with a book and headphones on, trying not to hear her parents fighting. She could barely remember times that they weren't fighting. The woods around her house were more her home. She did have friends—well, primarily...