This story is a tribute to all women struggling to achieve an orgasm. Often, the solution is to find the right position -- and the right partner. Someone that you can trust enough to let go and simply enjoy. Ada --------------------- Copyright (c) 2019 Ada Stuart, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this c...
Advertising executive Dick was sitting at his desk, with his hands in his palms, when Mike the janitor came into the office to empty the bin. "What's the matter, Mr Hard?" asked Mike. "It's this campaign I'm working on," replied Dick. "I'm supposed to have a proposal ready for the morning to pitch to Ms Stuck Up Bitch, but I can't see any way to sell her v...
In the stillness of the night, a tiny angel sleeps; her wings nestled securely around her fragile porcelain frame that is battered and bloodied from endless hours spent trying to release her warrior from his tomb. She is exhausted from the effort. Her body is broken and her soul is forever scarred. She shivers in spite of the slight protection that her sil...
June wiped a tear from her eye as she felt the arms of her husband wrap around her. Her arms, pressed between their two bodies were trapped up near her face, her hands clasped as though in prayer. She wasn't thinking about the pressure this put on her breasts, rather she was thinking about the pain in her bottom. The pain, soothed somewhat by the comfort an...
Kylie opened the front door slowly, easing the weight of it so there would be no creaking to tell of her arrival. She tucked her brown curls behind her ear as she leaned into the mud room. Seeing no one she slipped all the way in and closed the door. There were no signs of Jane, no TV noise, no music, no smell of tea or heavy jasmine perfume. --- Jane had...
(C) - GratefulFred I still remember the day when my papa was giving me a lift to school with my buddy Jimmy. “Jimmy, did you know that most words in English have a root in Pornish? Give me a word. Any word will do,” said papa who once again embarrassed me as usual. “How about “Frosty the Snowman” Mr. Cockinpussypuss” Jimmy asked. “Yes…Frosty is like Frig...
Currently, it is only 18 degrees outside, and the frigid air has my mind racing with thoughts of being more than just warm in the hot summer sun in my favorite fun fantasy of having sex on the beach. Although I have yet to make this sexy daydream come true, it seems to be getting just a little bit closer to becoming a fact. My main younger dream guy now has...
I awoke just after dawn and sauntered into our living room. Clouds stretched across the sky but the sun managed to shine through in radiant beams, glistening on the bay in front of our house. The tide was out, exposing the glassy green patches of algae on the beach and I drank in the view from our front window. My naked body quivered from the crisp 50 degr...
I was at a convention and could not stop thinking about him, my to-be lover. Instead of concentrating on the subject matter, my thoughts kept straying to him and his words, his kisses, his touch... During a break, I spent it huddled in a corner on the phone with him, discussing our first tryst! At this point, we had made out in his car, but had not hit phase...
The first time I met Tracy and Samantha was a drunken night in Detroit. They were living with a pimp named Walter. Walter was a mean mother fucker. He was bald with a gold hoop in one ear and a giant scar across his face. Tracy and Samantha looked good then. They were draped over some rich car salesman's knee. I only met them because my boy Rodney owed Walte...