A few months after my Atlantic City trip I came to a fateful decision, I asked Todd for a divorce. He was shocked that I would do so. I tried again, to explain to him the sad condition of my existence as his wife. Again, he refused to give credence to my concerns about the lack of affection I felt I was receiving from him. Todd finally accepted that our ma...
Dear Readers, Every time I get a new reader, I am inspired anew. I just realized all the time that has gone by since the last story. A lot of physical changes with my health, and somewhere along the way I lost the ability to type, making it very difficult to share any work with you all. I'm so happy to have regained the ability to type it is the way that I...
Julie sat on the soft chair in the reception area and flicked casually through the magazine. It was a generic women's magazine and held no real interest to her critical eye, though she did enjoy the various pictures of famous actresses and singers who were perceived as "hot". They didn't impress her; they didn't even know what "hot" was. Now someone with the...
SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his 'shell' with ease. Hope Honeybun's interest in young Mr Carson is that...
I Just wanted to get a feel for this new story I started. I'll finish explaining what happened in another chapter if this story goes over well. Comments from any older women reading this are highly encouraged. I haven't written of my experiences in a while, but something happened that I just have to share. It was a winter afternoon, and I had nothing plann...
It was 'that' time of the year again, annual inspection of our rented property, I had been through hundreds of these inspections, no, you've got me all wrong; I've not lived in the rented house for hundreds of years. My husband's family own a shitload of properties, ours included, I had been out with James on holiday many times and had been around properties...
A Note to my Readers: This is a fetish story with extreme sexual themes involving mild scatplay. If you prefer more mainstream content, please do not read further. I have placed this story in the Fetish category and classified it with appropriate tags. While I do appreciate feedback and constructive criticism, (what writer doesn't?) I don't appreciate comm...
Think about it, I haven't even told you about my classroom yet. I bet half of you were wishing you were me. Careful what ya wish for and all that. Now it looks messy and that I have dug myself in too far to even see daylight, but I had a virgin and a demon in the same night. Brag brag and all, the story goes on. The smell of coffee beckons me from sleep. I...
It had been two weeks since my girlfriend decided to move out when her friend came to the door. I was happy to see her--though S. knew her first, she had become a mutual friend and, circumstances being what they were, I of course hadn't seen her in sometime. "B.!" I said. There was that brief awkward moment where neither of us were sure whether to shake han...
Madam Clara did not just have Lucy attend her 'classroom' that day; the soft ginger girl was made to stand in the corner facing the walls while other 'pupils' were brought to attend. Such was the wealthy woman's lust for her kink as the domineering schoolmistress, she had also paid for three males to attend her 'class' that day; each deeply submissive male h...