Probably the most fun of having a secret is revealing it. Some secrets can be revealed almost right away. Other secrets must be kept and kept and kept and kept. This story is about a secret kept for almost forty years. I have told no one about it until now. The last of my co-conspirators died just a couple of weeks ago. She was my wife. It was at her funer...
Sunlight creeps through the blinds. It's unwanted. Morning has come too soon. My brain is swimming with images from my dreams, my dreams haunted by what happened the day before. Thoughts fade away and then return in brilliant detail only to fade away again. All I see is Brad's penis and I. I want it to go away. To disappear like nothing happened. It's unrele...
After seven years of marriage I've only had three affairs and I think that's a pretty good record. I suppose that's kind of embarrassing to reveal when you know that my husband hasn't had the opportunity, even once, to fuck another woman. We agreed when we married to have an open marriage and that's worked out well enough for me, but my poor husband is a lit...
Prologue In The Beginning chronicled the weeks prior to graduation day, 1963. A lot has happened since, at Islands Estates. Some have moved away, some have moved here to stay for a while. There have been weddings, and of coarse, a divorce. We've had a birth and a death. We basked in the sun, frolicked in the rain and hunkered down during a hurricane. I wit...
I was drinking a coffee in the college refectory after delivering my first of a series of talks and workshops on the art of writing erotica, when I felt rather than saw, her looking at me. I looked across to where she was two tables away, sitting with a group of other women, all aspiring writers I surmised, but she was not a part of the group - I was the s...
Prologue Francine was satisfied that she had discovered the key to getting appealing sales pitches from Jeffery. Francine reached between them and levered Jeffery's cock out. He was tuned up and ready to go. Placing the tip, she sprang lightly, tapping his erection into her vagina. Jeffery quaffed her exposed nipples. Francine set a moderate, steady pace, e...
The young girl knew she was the cause of my erection and was doing her best to enjoy it. Flaunting a half-naked tit at me. Coming out with remarks with a double meaning, one of course very suggestive. Touching my face and chest with slow, dragging fingertips. Brushing a casual hand over my crotch when no one was looking. And now the music had started with me...
Naresh got on to the bus that was going to the small town that he had been posted to. Lakhanpur, a place he had never heard of, was eons away from the urban environment inhabited by him prior to his present course in life. Naresh was going away for the first time from his parents who were in Delhi, a place he had spent a good part of his life in. They had pr...
On fantasy: I don't masturbate much anymore, now that I have a guy who takes care of my sexual needs whenever and wherever I get horny. I do sometimes daydream-fantasize, sometimes about something we did together, sometimes just a phrase I used in writing one of my erotic stories will get me turned on. One phrase that works for me a lot, to easily turn me o...
The two years since my divorce had been filled with loneliness and depression, and my few attempts at dating had been awkward and unsatisfying. I had deeply loved my wife, and until she met Paul we'd been very happy together and enjoyed a good sex life. After the divorce, the few dates that ended in bed had provided temporary physical relief but left me feel...