[I puzzled over where this story belongs. I'm pretty sure I got it right, even though some readers may disagree. It's not about having sex. Not even a first kiss, most of us got our first kiss on the day we were born. Mark was forty-six when he got his first introduction to "loving." Enjoy.] * "We want to get married!" She stood in front of me and it was p...
As late as we got to the restaurant, we were able to get a quiet booth in the back where we could dine in seclusion and speak frankly. "Tell me about you and Terri. She's told me that you two have gotten a little frisky in the sauna, but I get the feeling that she's omitted some important details..." I asked. "Duane and I have always been attracted to her....
Sarah dozed peacefully. The sounds of her husband Ralph getting up, dressing and leaving for work with a perfunctory peck on her cheek couldn't disturb her thoughts. Her brain was turning over the various emotions the last two days had generated in her, feelings she hadn't experienced before. A delightful frisson went through her body as she recalled her mys...
Chapter 26 – Invitation to join. Helping another 'circle' Bob strolled through the new addition first thing on Saturday morning. As he passed by each of the larger bedrooms he could hear some serious fucking going on. He even peeked into a couple of the rooms where the doors were open or ajar. In one, Steve was plowing into Zoey as Stephanie sat on her fac...
As I approached my house I saw that there weren't any lights on inside so I assumed that Ginny decided to spend the night at Colonel Weaver's residence. I got my key out, but found the door was unlocked. I opened it and walked down the hall to see if Ginny was in her bed. I peeked inside and Ginny said, "Is that you my sweet man?" I said, "Yes! When I saw t...
Many afternoons Paul Cantor stood at his office window in the English Department and looked down at the campus below watching the students walking to their classes, some riding bicycles, others romantically holding hands, some sitting on the benches or along the wall of the large circular fountain sending splashing rainbows of water into the air. This day, h...
Many thanks to those who read, offered their critiques and encouraged me to submit it – this could not have been written without you. ------------------------------------------ She felt him stirring beside her as he slowly inched away from under her arm so not to disturb what he thought was her slumber. Cracking an eye open, she spied him casually sitting...
My first stab at erotic literature, let me know what you think! Part one of a serialized fantasy journey into sissy faggotry. ***** About ten years ago, I ended a pretty serious, 1-year relationship with a woman I had met while working at a bar. She was this classic beauty: elegant, dirty-blonde hair, thin frame, striking facial features, an amazing ass an...
The more things change, the more they stay the same. It's always been the case in BDSM circles that those who lean towards submissive tendencies have been the ones who really put in the effort of creating and holding together the communities. Dominants tend to be more aloof. It's a truism, sure, and of course there are exceptions. All you need to do in order...
After Miss Lundin had left I was left on my own for the next couple of days. Mother was working in the office. On the Friday I was working in the garden being my task fixing it up for the weekend. In early afternoon mother said that she was going to the lake and that she would bring a picnic basket and asked me to join her when I was finished. It took me ano...