This is the fifth installment of the Kentucky Woman saga. Kay and Frank met first in Kentucky when Frank was on a business trip. Their attraction was obvious and after one date and numerous phone and email communications, Kay traveled to New York to visit Frank where he opened her world up to new, exciting sexual possibilities. Now the couple are back in the...
A dashing, well-dressed, incredibly handsome young man steps into the frame. A faint hint of amusement lies beneath his serious expression. This unbelievably (as in 'wow, much handsome such suave' rather than 'I absolutely don't buy this for a moment, you hack') handsome young man, who may or may not be the author addresses the reader. "Good evening, ladies...
Many thanks to techsan for editing this story. My name is Tommy Janson and I'm regarded as an average Scandinavian man. Earlier in this year in my early forties, I saw myself to be a man without any personal problems, living in a happy marriage when the events, which got me to write this story, began to happen. At least in my own opinion, I couldn't by any...
Okay. I'll admit it. It was me who first suggested swinging. And my husband's rejection of the idea was emphatic to say the least. The truth is, after twelve years of marriage and in our late 30's, our sex life had become, well, boring and repetitive. In our early days we had been quite adventuresome, trying different things and discovering what we liked....
I have little awareness of the passing of time now, but I do know it has been about a year since I was made a sex slave. My parents reluctantly let me go off to college in Boston. Living the good life retired in Vermont, as an only child my mother was fearful of letting me leave home. But I was restless, adventurous, and 21 years old. All of my friends had...
Rekka whimpered with dread, her misery total as the terrible man continued to torture her. She struggled vainly against his brute strength, but escape was impossible. She questioned despairingly where her gentle loving husband had gone, leaving her with this despicable unfeeling beast. "Oh, quit your bitching, I'm nearly done," Bill said, wheedling yet anot...
Vesper's time with Brigitte, Natasha, Domino, Fionna, Marci, Jo and several of the other females in residence at the spa was indeed spent over a very deliciously well-prepared meal, quite a few desserts that they partook in much more than they intended, a fair bit of alcohol, and several romantic movies that more than one woman shed a tear or two at while th...
The nymph led the way back up the bank and started on a path parallel to the stream. Her pace was quick, her face excited. She urged Sarielle along with an insistent tug on her hand. "She feels strong. I-I think she might be awake." They came to an outcrop of rocks where a cliff dropped about three feet and the creek tumbled in a miniature waterfall. In a...
Thank you Tigerssman for helping with this story. * The clients at the clinic didn't notice the change of songs Krynn was singing. Molly escaped from time to time. After two months, large signs started to pop up all over town; it was 'SHU presents: An Evening with Molly and Krynn.' Penny thought that Mama really should have a night out to relax and unwind...
Prince Oliver skipped through the castle garden. He loved the green and the flowers. He was nineteen and yet to be married. In truth his parents had coddled him as a boy. He knew his numbers and letters. He knew how to run a castle and a kingdom. On paper anyway. But he would never be a warlord. Never be a brave leader of men on the battlefield. His gold...