Thanks so much to my naughty Asian pen-pal for the inspiration that made this story happen and to the editors that made it better. ~ ~ ~ The dim light of a lamp fills the modest bedroom with a conspirator's essence. The marital bed is not shared by the betrothed tonight. Tonight, an affair is in the air... Just hours ago, thoughts of this fantasy filled h...
Over dinner one night a couple of weeks before Christmas I was telling my wife about the stockings I used to get when I was a kid. We used my mom's old nylons; you know the ones they held up with garters. I grew up in the '60s, at the dawn of panty hose, and as my mom embraced the 'new' technology she was looking for ways to reuse the old. So those nylons b...
All characters are 18 years of age. To preface: "Penis Pokey" was a gag gift I received one birthday. It's effectively a DIY pop-up book where "You're the Star!" Over the years I'd come up with a few scenarios involving this book, and I was told to put this one here (shoutout to Courntey). It's also in a sort of first/second POV, in the sense that it uses b...
I realize that I am watching a movie, one that I have seen before, but it is a distant memory. I am sat alone, at the back left hand corner of the cinema. This strikes me as strange, I don't sit here, why am I here alone. The memories start to take form, like the mist slowly clearing from a mirror, thoughts start to focus, images triggering... triggering wha...
I got very lucky and found a couple that was looking for a submissive. We connected on a website, met, discussed, then played. They had had no picture on their profile, but they had a lengthy blurb, referred to themselves as very private professionals, very nice kinky people. They were not obsessed with me sending them a photo in initial communication. We em...
(This story is part of Amorous Goods, A Lit Anthology Series.) Prologue: A lifelong collector of goods and objects from far and wide has passed and left the entire collection and the business built around them to the only remaining relative, a niece on a career path of her own. Vikki has taken on the task of administering the estate and liquidating the bus...
My wife was a normal, loving, if somewhat shy, twenty-three old. That was until our visit to a special club. The lads and I made a habit of going out on a 'lads night' at least once every month, and Gail had often pleaded with me to let her come along. I had managed to fob her off on many an occasion, but she finally insisted that if I didn't take her she wo...
A fantasy I wanted to share with her... Your pet is dressed as you requested, in only your collar, her crimson silk nighty and matching lace cheekies. I wait for you in our bedroom as I have been taught, knees on the ground, ass resting on my heels, hands palm down on my thighs, eyes downcast. You enter the room silently, carrying a tumbler of whisky. Placi...
I stand outside his house I can feel the intoxicating blend of nerves and excitement. I take a deep breath and smooth out my short black skirt, my skin tingling in anticipation. I can already feel how hard my nipples are, pressing against my white button down shirt. One more breath and I knock on the door. I wait what feels like an eternity before he open th...
My wife and I have been married for almost twelve years. While I love her deeply, our sex life has become somewhat boring. She's a stay-at-home mom to our two children and our sex life has become a routine of "put the kids to bed, turn out the lights, and be quick about it". That was until recently, when our sex life changed for the better. In the last fe...