From The Big Chair Chords Stories

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Magic Hour

by fratzel on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I hate having my picture taken. Always have. I used to do some photography myself. I prefer to observe, so being on the business end of the camera makes me uncomfortable. But a local magazine is doing an article on my music, and they want to set up a photo shoot. I reluctantly agree, but set my own terms; I refuse to go along with any of the goofy concepts t...

Mate Ch. 01

by risgrynsfisk on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Peter The warriors of the black army advanced on our left flank. They shouted, shook their spears. Behind their first ranks loomed even larger enemies. There was the rumble of cannons and the purple stench of malevolent magic. The initial maneuvering for subtle strategic advantages seemed to be over. Here they came, with flashing swords and yet I was more w...

A Present, Future Tense

by grch on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Present, Future Tense (For M) "What do you mean, you haven't gotten my present yet?" you ask via text. "It's three days after Christmas and I'm taking the train to New York in a few hours." "I know, but you need to be with me when we get it. Soon." If I was in front of you, you'd look up, over your glasses at me in your special, circumspect way. It's the...

Ruby's Tale

by raself on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Ruby’s Tale, or, How Their Love Affair Began They met for the first time on the square downtown, never having actually seen each other in person before. They had set up the date via the internet, and he had driven a couple hundred miles to be with her that day. Ruby came right from work, still wearing her tasteful business woman’s attire. It was their...

Summer Afternoon

by BigBillT on Aug 30, 2017
First Time

I've always wanted to tell this story. It's something I have wanted to share for a long time, but it was never safe to do so till now. This happened one hot summer Sunday afternoon in 1983. My parent's pastor was a burly, hulking man of 6'3" with a booming voice and a firm handshake. Each Sunday he thundered out dire warnings of God's coming wrath for sinn...

Cords

by endthedream on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

He pressed the chords as deeply as he could. Surely this would get him through Sunday morning. Sunday morning was his least favorite time of the week. He thought it was worse than Sunday afternoon and evening. Everything was dead on Sunday morning. It seemed the world closed up shop then, more tightly closed than the rest of the Terrible Thunder Lizard, whic...

Piano Player

by eudaimona on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The dungeon is crowded, I sit on the edge of the pit, next to you; a naked stranger. Idly watching the scenes. My icy cold hands rest lightly on your thigh, long tapered fingers. Feeling the warmth seeping through. Piano playing fingers, play five finger drills on your smooth, soft thigh flesh. At first with a single hand, so very slow, reawakening muscle me...

Moonlight Serenade

by cheeryorchid on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

It had been a long day. Bailey was tense, worn, and couldn't sleep. She lay in bed listening to the sounds of the house. The whirring of the fan above her bed, the distant hum of the dish washer from the kitchen, and what sounded like a little storm beginning to rumble in from somewhere outside. She couldn't stop thinking about the day. She couldn't stop thi...

A Lesson for Teacher

by DutchCourage on Sep 16, 2017
First Time

Bill slumped over and padded at her piano. He fumbled around and listened to himself. He only looked at the room's decorations like the wide square of sun that burst through the French doors. A golden Victorian clock on the mantelpiece. The teacher's cleavage, made thick and pert by her black cotton dress. The hardwood floor. Her fair skin, each half-breast...

Smother fight challenge

by jean colby on Apr 22, 2025

Cindy and Jean had been arguing like crazy for a whole week, with no end in sight Cindy finally challenged Jean to a fight. Jean came right back, 'I can beat you bitch you're on'. They stood facing each other, they were in the exclusive members only part of the gym. Cindy retorted, 'we will see bitch'. They both looked each other up and down. Both women were...

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