Hema lay back on the rumpled bed thinking of the days gone by especially her new found relationship with Ananth. It was working out well, they both had enjoyed a few more sexual bouts after that night full of orgy with Meekri and were nearly in know-how of all the birth and wound marks on each other's bodies. The last fuck session for the lovelorn couple wa...
When I met Carlos, I was fed up with men and scared of having sex. You see, I was very inexperienced when I got married, my husband took my virginity on our wedding night. How was I to know that I was supposed to be wet with my own desire when he entered me, instead of dry and frightened? And so I spent the two years of my miserable married life thinking it...
A few days went by and nothing of note happened. Charlie had met Debbie from the solicitors and had a pleasant lunch but no plans were made for another more intimate get together. He had also seen Chloe from the estate agents; again very cordial but nothing was mentioned about getting together again. He was watching TV when the door bell rang. He went to t...
I have often pondered the manner in which society has changed in its view of sexual relations over my lifetime. It is now quite accepted that older people, for example grandparents, still enjoy sex. It has not always been that way. There is no doubt that Grandparents used to to do it back then, but it was simply not acknowledged. Today of course, one could...
This narrative came to us as a hand written manuscript on yellowed and tattered sheets of paper. Its owner claimed it was submitted to London Life in 1937 but never published because it was a bit more explicit than even their standards allowed. We seriously doubt its authenticity but will let our readers judge for themselves. Authentic articles from London L...
Og's Blog Pt 09 Og becomes a civil servant. Part 05 Starting in Devonport. Author's Note: Because of the Official Secrets Act, this has to be regarded as a fictionalised account and names will be omitted or changed. Any names given will not be the names of real people. Please note that Parts 01 and 02 of Og's blog are transcripts of posts made on the Auth...
My mother wasn't thrilled with my choice of moving to a nearby city. She worried about me constantly. But I finally convinced her I was old enough to take care of myself. I packed up my meager belongings and took a bus into the city. Luckily, it didn't take long to find my new home. I began renting a room in the home of my landlady, Helen Taylor, a woman a f...
Alright here we go again. I realize this story has holes you could drive a truck through, but I'm still getting requests to finish it so here goes. I hope you all enjoy. Jessica was petrified. She needed to confront Janine about her actions at the party, but was afraid of what she'd find out. To add to it, she started with Kimmy's cleaning service Monday. J...
Welcome again to Ch. 03’s version of the disclaimer. This is where I tell you that this story is fictional. I might as well also explain the REASON for the disclaimer. It’s because whenever I’ve ever written a loving wife story I get good feedback, but I also get about a half dozen angry e-mails proclaiming the woman a slut and insisting that she should die,...
I don't know how long it took for the knocking on my front door to wake me up, but it did, eventually, rouse me out of what had been a deep, sodden, slumber. "Hold on," I warbled, forcing myself to sit up. "Yeah, hold on, I'm coming!" I stumbled into my living room, where the huge analogue clock over the television told me it was just after 11:30. Still uns...