"You are invited to a party at Howie and Liza's cottage on Saturday night. We are hosting a small group to shop with Maureen of PleasureU, an intimate erotic specialty company. Light food and wine. 8:30pm sharp. RSVP" Now, this was an interesting email. It had been well over a month since I had seen Howie and Liza. We'd had a very interesting time exploring...
INTRODUCTION I hadn't intended to write this story yet – it was one that was in the back of my mind – but the recent attack on Camp Bastion in Afghanistan made me want to complete it. I just hope I haven't rushed it too much. I also hope it will be accepted as a very small tribute to those who serve their countries in faraway and dangerous places. Naturall...
Erin & Jeremy Chapter 3: And She Thought The Ride Was Over . . . Author’s Note: I would again like to thank agirl2envy for her help in this project. The name has remained changed to protect the sexy one. Erin sped up as she pulled on to the nearly deserted road. As she drove, the events of the last few days replayed themselves for her: Meeting her cyber-l...
I hadn't seen Maize in five years. We'd been friends, but at opposite sides of the friend group: She was Tom's friend, I was Clare's, Tom and Clare had been the couple holding it all together- still were, inviting us all out to their family's log cabin, the place where it had all started, back when time began. I was the second to arrive, and Maize was firs...
He wanted to take her away for the weekend. To take her off somewhere for some fun. No child, no Ryan, no Lisa. Just him and her. Van and Libby. He wanted to spoil her, indulge her inner child. Where could he take her though? He thought of her half sister, Issa. She loved Issa, and it was rare, if ever, that she got to see Issa. He didn't mind Issa. Issa nei...
If one word were used to describe Margot Smith it would be…amazing. She was the most well rounded individual in the high school, being a good athlete, a talented artist and musician, and she still retained a 4.0 GPA on a 4.0 scale. Margot was the picture of popularity, but she never showed it. She was just as at ease playing football with the jocks after a b...
The company Christmas party had ended promptly at 8:00pm. Fearful of any legal liability, the company forced everyone out of the hotel's banquet hall. "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here" was the company line. Although a Saturday, Frank had attended without his wife. Instead, he attended the dinner sitting with Linda and her husband George, p...
My story is a bit different than most. I am twenty six years old, physically a little on the slight side, and have a successful career with a large company. My job takes me all over the country and I am no longer married. Maybe that's because I was never home, or maybe it was our different outlook on life that cause our break up. This weekend would take me...
Additional Notes: This story is dedicated to the curvy, voluptuous women who will always be loved, while I was inspired by a woman in particular, I was also inspired by a song from Isaac Hayes, "The Look of Love", respectively ©1973. However, I dedicate this to the curvaceous, the confident, and the lovely voluptuous women in the world. * Cindy was a carin...
I am in my second marriage with both of us nearing fifty life and love start taking on new dimensions, blossoming out into things, hopes and desires that once would have seemed taboo, forbidden, even sinful. The two of us are very open in discussing sex, fantasies and our desires. However, with my wife in menopause, many nights find me downstairs on the comp...