* An immediate and unexpected inspiration hit me when I read the announcement for the 2020 750 word project, a challenge to write a story in exactly 750 words (according to Libreoffice Writer, and the two separators are not counted). Unable to resist, I began writing at once with a song that fit the mood and actually had some room to spare. Splitting the tw...
"I need my husband to make love to me. And then fuck my brains out. And then I will fuck your brains out. If we have time." "Oh, we have time Zoe," Havian laughed. "For the first time since we reunited, we have all the time we want." Laughing, he swept her into his arms and kissed her, molding her body to his as he did. He turned, pressing her back to the b...
I woke up this morning feeling delicious. My whole body singing for pleasure. I got up and decided to bask my body in the hot sun. I went out and layed down on the porch feeling the heat of the sun caressing my naked body. The feel was so sensual like fingers sliding over every inch of me. I felt the heat pool between my thighs. I couldn't resist running my...
My wife wanted me to drop off some old kid clothes off to a friend of hers before I went to the local bar to watch a ball game with my friends. I reluctantly agreed to take the bags to her friend whom I didn't know that well. I arrived at the her friends house it took me a minute to remember what the hell her name was now I remember it was Kelli. I rang th...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
Samantha wasn't perfect, she was a real woman. She had curves, a plump bottom and large breasts. She wasn't very popular with the male sex. They made her self conscious and nervous. She was tired of being alone and thought making a trip to Amsterdam for her birthday would help. She was turning twenty five and she was tired of not having a lover. Sure she...
"Are you cold?" he asked, instinctively pulling the blanket from the back of the couch and onto my shoulders. I must've looked cold with my knees pulled up to my chest, staring off into space...but I wasn't. "I'm okay," I sighed, turning to him with a smile. His caring eyes sparkled with seductive energy, "Then relax." His concerned advice felt almost l...
Here is the next instalment of Jola's history, relayed in the first person, which began with 'Fresh Narcissae' and progressed through 'Narcissae Opening' and 'Narcissae Flowering.' Before this sequence I recorded my two encounters with Jola in 'Small Recorder' and 'Recorder Encore.' *** The day after Danka's departure, when we had free time together, the t...
She could feel her heart racing as she navigated her car through freeway traffic. He had chosen the location earlier in the week, and the designated time for her arrival was rapidly approaching. She looked briefly in the rear view mirror, licking her lips quickly before focusing on the road again. The directions to the restaurant were sitting on the passenge...
So you're about to venture into the world of wam. This can involve food play, slime, cream etc. This is more of a hub/jump off point and you can select a character below to follow the adventures of. More will be added over time, these first 2 are just ones I've adapted from my previous work and I'm hopeful to continue both at some point I'm more than happy f...