We're sitting at a table in a nondescript hotel room, on a nondescript night, and we're wearing nondescript clothes. Our nondescript client sighs, nondescriptly, and says: "I only pay for one whore," in a very descript way. I bite my lip. I'm somewhat offended, but I roll with it. "I'm not an escort," I say, looking at the bourbon in my glass instead of...
*The fictional story of an everyday mature white woman who wants to feel really sexually alive for the first time before it gets too late as told by the one who she eventually turns to for help. Her first and most likely last Lover. A Black Man. CHAPTER TWO - CUMMING TO KNOW Linda was a bit nervous as she waited for Maggie to show up with "the book." She w...
I'm just getting set to warm up a quick dinner on a Friday night in my new apartment when my supervising field experience teacher buzzes my cellphone. "Hey Marcia, what's up?" "Steve, you have the Edutech Form 1011 template for next week's standardized test, right?" "Um, I thought you have it. let me double check." I fumbled through my shoulder bag and h...
INTRODUCTION James and Daphne had been married three years and during that time they had been discreet swingers. They were not into the group scenes so much but they liked hooking up with other attractive couples. At times they even took a single girl or guy home with them for sex. Before they met, they had both been sexually promiscuous and they both had h...
After all this time, I was still being asked for favors. My younger brother Scott was unreliable in almost every way. He liked to party, and always dated girls with hard bodies and loose morals. When it came to being responsible, I was always the one in the family who was always there. Scott however, started to settle down when he met Angie, his new girlfrie...
My only name is The Bard and my story will begin on March 22. An arbitrary date, a day like any other. Except that I am telling this tale. I spend so much time telling Her story, I might as well tell mine, such as it is. I am in the Throne Room, a massive circular chamber, constructed with large, dark blocks of stone. The chamber is scantly lit by torches al...
The next morning, she awoke to the birds again, but this time she felt Him watching her. "Good morning," He said as she, startled, turned her head to Him. She quickly sat up in bed for Him. "I trust you slept well?" Her eyes were on the bedspread, but she nodded in reply. She couldn't help but bite her lip as she thought about yesterday. She had surprise...
( I’d like to thank all those that have taken the time to comment on my offered thoughts. I have tried to respond to all those that were kind enough to include their e mail address. ) After calling Henry to let him know that we’d be there and no, I didn’t want him to call off his pinochle game… I slowly stirred the crushed tab of ecstasy into Mary’s marga...
It would be easy to say it all started because I needed a cheap sofa for my new house, but that would be disingenuous at best, a lie at worst. The truth is that I was drawn to the idea of a D/s relationship. In the distant past, I had stumbled on a website for women interested in the D/s lifestyle. Ever since, I spent every spare dime and hour living a vicar...
Lost in Eros Book I: The Manor The Ball Don held out his arm and Tascha took it, both of them smiling at the surreal circumstances. They followed along with the Player and his entourage, who led them out into the hallway and then down a number of connected hallways. Certainly, the place was some kind of luxurious labyrinth. As they walked, Don asked Tasch...