Salome is an historical figure whose existence is recorded by the gospel writers and by the Jewish historian Josephus, and who has for two thousand years stirred the imaginations of artists, writers and composers. The 'Salome' of this story is the central character in an opera by Richard Strauss, based on a play by Oscar Wilde. This 'Salome' performs an erot...
This is a story that may or may not ever happen at this time. It is based on a realistic situation. It is a Wednesday night and you are still with your husband. It has been preplanned by us that you would convince him to go play pool tonight. The difference is that tonight I am going to be in a costume watching you, and you are not going to have fun with yo...
Rich and Stephanie were finally going to get away for a weekend. After much debate, comparing prices, driving time and all the other things involved in taking a small vacation, they both agreed on a few nights in Boston; dinner, walking around and just enjoying the nightlife. Rich was insistent that they visit the Prudential Center Observation Deck and watch...
In the limo on the way there, he makes me sit across from him. "I want to look at you," he says, and I pull a goofy face, my usual response when I feel pressured. "Seriously," he says. "You look beautiful and I might not get a chance later on, so pony up." I roll my eyes, but play along anyway, letting the sheer shawl slip down my bare shoulders and spreadin...
I'm lying on the bed now, naked apart from my soaking wet sheer Knicks. My trim little pussy is aching to be fucked and while my fingers slowly work on my sweet little button my mind is awash with the beauty I have seen this evening. Cara and her man, in the room next door, making exquisite love together while I watched them in a reflection on their open ba...
Lisa came tapping at my bedroom window tonight. Just as she has done for the last four nights; her dirt encrusted nails pecking out a staccato rhythm as she beckoned me to come outside or to let her in. Several of those nails would be jagged from her clawing, the flesh of her hands like ground beef, raw and red. I don't want to imagine her face. I lay, h...
It was in the Fall of the new year at Madison High School, in our sleepy little town of Chestnut Falls, when I experienced my sexual awakening. I had just turned eighteen and, looking back, it's still unbelievable at how silly and naive I had been prior to joining the cheer squad. It was my twin sister, Jenna, who taught me what cheerleading was all about. W...
"What? You and Cathy, really?" I asked, "Ah, as if I would share you with Cathy!" Danni laughed, "No, I just have a feeling that you want to see us together." "Well that would be really hot, but I'll settle for just you at the moment!" I said. I grabbed her and pulled her on top. We started kissing, our lips touching each other gently at first then becomi...
East Heaven The sleek, long black car, blacked-out windows reflecting the overhead yellow lights, slips through the darkened street, engine rumbling evenly under the grooved hood. She perches upright on the black leather passenger seat, stomach muscles tight and tense, and reaches down to flip the glowing orange switch that turns on the seat heater, sendin...
I’m an art student at one of the bigger Midwest universities. I see so many different kinds of people everyday, on campus, around my building, and I always wonder, what would that person be like in bed? At a university, especially in an art department, there are so many guys who are pompous assholes. A genuine nice guy is a rarity, and thus, has been a chall...