We had gone out last night, to celebrate at a bar where the music is always to our taste and the entertainment is guaranteed, live band, live singers and impersonators of Elvis and Tom Jones, always a damn good night. It was Master's birthday and the drinks were flowing like the Big Muddy. As usual, I couldn't sit still, dancing the night away while he spli...
Will was sitting on the living room sofa when Tori returned home from her long day out. There was an evil looking smile on his face. Will knew all of Tori's dirty little secrets. He knew about her wild new lover, Pat, all the exotic, erotic games they had played behind his back for the last eight months. Only married for two weeks when she start having this...
Tasha took a blouse out of her closet, eying it closely as she weighed her options. She knew she wanted to look her best, even if it was just for a friend. She hadn't seen Rick in nearly eight years and it would be insulting to not go beyond her typical outfit of t-shirts and jeans. She held it in front of the mirror; hazel-green eyes and dark brown hair fra...
This is my first story ever, so constructive criticism is more than appreciated. It covers lots of crazy fetishes of mine that I never found here, like breast, butt and penis growth, while still being pretty vanilla, so no rape or non-consensual actions. Thanks again. ***** INTRO Hello everyone. My name is Richard and my life is both awesome and strange....
Susan Swansong's blue eyes twinkled with sorrow and apology as she locked gazes with Hans. Her hand already rested lightly on his cheek, but it slowly dropped away from his face as she backed towards the door. Her hand fell away when she surpassed her reach and it was as if that physical connection was all that gave her the courage to bear the sight of his s...
We stood there together, about to go into the bar. He looked me right in the eyes and stared for a minute. "You sure you're ready to do this?" I could see the look of concern wash over his face. "Baby," I said, grabbing both of his hands. "This was my idea, remember. You are the one who looks worried. Are you OK with this?" He smiled so big, I thought his...
I am sure you have heard the old expression "You can not teach an old dog new tricks" well this may be true for an old dog but it is not so for an old girl. Of course who is to say at what age a person is old. I became a widow at age fifty-six. I thought life was over, I was too old to start over and besides where on earth would I find a man to replace my...
The air in the club was hot and humid, bitter with cigarettes and sweet with the sticky tang of the alcohol evaporating off the polished floor, the gaudy tables and the bare flesh everywhere. Mark stood watching the dance floor, a drink, largely untouched, in his hand. He was a little above average height, slim and smoothly muscled from all the swimming he...
Author's comment: This continues the story of Amber and Sam and their first experience. Thank you for the feedback and kind comments. If you haven't already read Chapter One, please go back and meet the key players. * Picking themselves up off the sand, Sam and Amber walked hand in hand back to her summer cottage. Sam's pace was slow, hampered by a throbbi...
Written and edited with the help of an ex-catholic friend. This story may stir some controversy but then why write if it tastes like vanilla. * Raised in Boston to love, honor and obey his family and one-day to fulfill his spiritual calling, Tom O'Brien was the youngest of six American bred Irish children. Every Irish Catholic family dreams of the day tha...