Thanks to Lit reader Nus for suggesting the following story line. * How did she end up in this mess, Trish Saturn wondered. It wasn't that long ago when she'd been out promoting her fitness videos and doing personal training at a gym near her home. That route had been going nowhere, regardless of how hard she tried to make it work. Her boyfriend at the tim...
The only thing I liked better than sleeping with Mitra was waking up with her. Nothing gave me that feeling of being exactly where I should be like lying next to her in bed when I opened my eyes. I noticed it was still dark and heard her say, "Oh good you're awake. Get up and come with me to the bathroom. We need to get ready quickly." When we arrived in t...
Note from the author: This story is designed to be read either as part of a novel or on its own. The purpose of The Ten Game is to introduce the reader to a variety of kinks, whether it be mainstream or obscure, tame or extreme. As the characters begin to learn about the world of kink and their own hedonistic desires I can only hope to inspire something simi...
The events spanning the next week or so are best described by just copy-pasting Menaka's emails here. I will leave out the mundane parts related to our family and other stuff. ***** Email 1 Dearest Prakash I know you must be curious to hear what happened next with Dara. As you wanted, I have decided to describe everything in as much detail as I can. Tod...
I was standing there along with 250 other couples and was getting undressed as cameramen roamed the floor filming every detail. This had all started with a visit to a friend I had made in Japan. On an earlier business/vacation trip a woman, Miko, had introduced herself as wanting to practice her English and had joined me in touring Tokyo and the surroundin...
Work in the past week had dried up for Dylan and he desperately needed some cash flow. Luckily he had enough saved up from a couple of photo shoots and a corporate engagement from the prior week that he had the guest house paid for until the end of the month. He walked up the stairs to his apartment above the garage and fumbled with the keys while holding tw...
Walking home from the beach, Keith had a pretty good idea what it looked like. By 25, Mary was growing out of the girlish body and the baby face that she'd fought against so much in her college years. But when you put her in a bikini, let the summer bring out the freckles on her cheeks, and put her next to Keith, the cliche was staring you in the face: rich...
In the typical manner of all red-blooded American males, the two young men greeted each other with a half hug and a hard clap on the back. "Damn, bro, it's good to see you!" said Deke. "Likewise," said Robert, stepping back. "Looking good, man. How's it going for you up there at the university?" "Pretty fucking sweet," said Deke. "I'm still warming a benc...
I turned away from the grave with tears pouring down my face. My best buddy Ken put an arm round my shoulders and handed me his, thankfully clean, handkerchief. Whomever it was that said men didn't cry was entirely wrong in my case. I teared up at emotional stories. And now I was weeping for my loss. We'd been married for nearly forty years and best of frien...
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follows,...