So it's just after dinner time and the first chance I've had since last night to sit down and write a note. yesterday, while I was alone during the day, with my husband having been gone for over a week on a work trip, I had the illogical pissed off angry feeling of being abandoned to fend for myself at home while my husband is off somewhere else. Yes, I know...
Author's Note: While this is quite obviously a continuation of Pam's Shemale Experience, it also follows 'Pam's Gangbang Experience' from the Group Sex category, 'Pam's Lesbian Experience' from the Lesbian Sex category, and 'Pam's Threesome Experience' from the Loving Wives category. Reading those three stories might not be necessary to enjoy this one, but i...
I feel his eyes from across the room, without even having to look at him to know. I sense his hunger filtering inside and around me. I look around the darkened theatre to view the other people, not wanting to look at the dark man who is searching my mind for my deepest desires. Everyone seemed to be fixated on the love scene, where the man has his woman agai...
The four of them had been inseparable, ever since grade school. Rob, Tom, Chris, and Bret had been so close growing up as kids in the suburbs of a large Midwest City, that everyone had dubbed them the Four Musketeers. Even in high school and throughout the years at the nearby college, the four stayed together. And even when Rob, Tom and Chris got married, th...
I hate him... I hate everything about him. I hate his arrogance, I hate his voice, I hate his demeanor, and I hate his attitude. Mostly, I hate that he's in my head. And I hate how he got there... "He" is a man named Jaime ****. Oh, he must be in his fifties by now, but he first entered into my universe when he was just shy of forty. You see, he is my won...
Does anyone want to read a plain-vanilla story about a fuck in Central Park? As my profile reports, I live in East Hampton, on Long Island, also in Manhattan. But back then, I lived only in the city in a fifth-floor walk-up on East 78th near First Avenue. It was the dawn of the age of running. Sure, I knew guys in high school track who chose long-distance r...
The band was launching into a peculiar Latin-jazz rendition of "Free Bird" as Cesare the waiter refilled our glasses. I caught Deirdre's eye, where candlelight danced, and wrapped my wrist around hers for another champagne toast to her smile. She showed it to me, and we drank with our eyes locked. We had a cushy booth to ourselves, a table for six that I'd...
Chapter 1 I stood with my hands behind my back, legs two foot apart shoulders back and head fixed forward, waiting to be questioned. "At ease." I relaxed my shoulders and let the strain drain away. "I said at Ease." "I am at ease sir." "You're still on tip toes." "I can put my heel to the floor but its uncomfortable sir. My tendons are too short." "O...
Freedom, Freedom from all those years of homeschooling, that's what I wanted. Mom was nice enough but I longed for the thrill of college and all the promise it held: boys, the interaction with others my age, boys, going to a different city, and boys among other things. Here I was, finally, Madison Culver, college student. My first weeks were a blur, all th...
Mandy was sitting on a bar stool searching for a man. She'd been coming to this seedy tavern for almost a month now, trolling for just the right guy. She knew that she shouldn't be here in the first place; after all, she had a wonderful life. She was a gorgeous girl, she was halfway through college, and she had been living with her rich boyfriend for two yea...