Chapter III - The Letter This is a fantasy. Thank you to my editor you know who you are. There are two previous chapters, but this stands on its own. * Dear Mr. Gray, Sir, I am writing this letter because my husband, Tom, has ordered me to do so, as part of my punishment. Tom wants you to read a summary of what happened to me last night. I had left your...
Disclaimer: This is a different style of writing than the previous stories. Thank you for the continued feedback and support. I'm new to writing erotica and getting to know the platform. If you feel the story is in the wrong category, please let me know. Enjoy! Julia and John were engaged and had been living together for a couple of years. Both were respect...
Jennifer Colley and James Colley have been married for over thirty years, and like most couples, they've had their ups and downs. When they met as students at the University of Florida in the 1980s, Jennifer was a five-foot-ten, red-haired and green-eyed, alabaster-skinned and delightfully trim newcomer to the Sunshine State by way of metropolitan Amarillo,...
I would urge the reader to first read the three part Ginny's Auction series before reading this, although you certainly can. These stories are not for everyone. Remember, this is fantasy...mostly. Your comments and votes are really appreciated. Thank you. ***** We have been married for nearly eleven years. My name is Mike and I am a college history instru...
Note to editor: as all this story is in direct speech by one person I have not bothered with quotation marks at the beginning and end of every paragraph and hope that I will not be rejected for this reason. Hello! I'm Amy Hart. Doesn't this hotel have a lovely swimming pool? And no silly rules about not being topless so I can have my firm large breasts jutt...
Richard Cabot was, in almost all ways, a happy and lucky man. At the age of 25, he had a lovely wife, Catherine (age 22), a good job that he enjoyed and, while a new home was being built, he had free room and board with his wife's wealthy parents. His relations with his in-laws always had been pleasant even before he married their daughter a year and one-hal...
I sat at the kitchen table for a while with just my top on and thought about what I'd done with Steve and Jim. Jim had left my panties shoved up into my pussy, telling me to leave them there until he got home from the hardware store. As I reflected on my behavior and the way Steve and Jim watched me masturbate, one could say I was basking in the afterglow of...
It had been a few months since my lover and future husband, Bill, had begged me to make him my submissive. From that very first day, when I'd reduced him to a blubbering mess, tears running down his face and his butt aflame, first from a ping pong paddle and then thoroughly welted from switches I'd had him fetch from outside our secluded cottage, I'd maint...
"What the Hell?" I muttered to myself, as my bedroom went suddenly dark. Frowning, I flipped the unresponsive light switch on and off. Or was that off and on? Regardless, the damn thing wasn't doing its job. So, here I am, in a bra and undies, fumbling in the dark, trying to feel for my robe. I wasn't a shy person, but damned if I was going to go outside pra...
Note: This is the shortest story I've ever been able to write so it's not a normal long winded full piece but I like it and wanted to share it. I hope you enjoy reading as much as enjoyed writing. * Linda was zoned out as she ran naked on the treadmill, her mind into the music from her headphones and the endorphins coursing through her body. She loved the...