I swear I could feel it, the soft touch of her hand against my tear-dampened cheek. I knew it could not be so, death had come between us, had terminated our earthly relationship. I would never feel the human touch of her fingers again. What I could feel was the pain of death, and even more the ripping of my soul that the rift of passing had caused. Our lif...
I am not a great man. I have never aimed to create a cure for a disease, to write the great novel, or ever wanted to solve the mysteries of the universe. I’m a simple man much like that of my father and his father before him. When I was 17, I met this beautiful red haired lass. Her name was Maureen, she and I went to school together. Her family lived in the...
CALIA As Kintook's first wife, Calia held the highest status among the women of the large village, but with this privilege came great responsibility. She was the leader of Kintook's 4 other wives and of all his children. She bestowed fertility upon all the women of the village and held the responsibility for the fertility of the entire earth. Any personal s...
I am new to submissive life - I had no sexual experiences at all until I got to college, and only limited "vanilla" sexual experiences for 30 years after that. Then, in January 2008, I found the Dominant I am proud and happy to serve, as well as the contentment and peace that comes from having an outlet for my submissive self. However, whilst living as a sub...
First, a little about me. As I write this I am a sixty-three year old, still sexually active, bi, submissive woman. My stories are memories of a kinky life. I am still in the lifestyle. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight business consultant living with a loving partner. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7...
Chapter 8 - A suicide Ruthie looked at herself in the mirror for a few minutes admiring how she looked in her new dress. She felt a tingle of excitement at the thought of having just worn such a revealing outfit in downtown Santa Cruz, but she felt even more excited at the thought that she now actually owned this dress and could wear it whenever she pleased...
"Timothy," said Julie, "I'm not handling this affair very well. I'm not good with sexual relationships that aren't based on love. I need to move on. I'm moving out-of-state." "When, Julie?" Timothy asked with a frog in his throat. I had never seen an emotion in Timothy before. I was surprised. I really didn't think he cared about me; our affair had a rough...
For readers that are not familiar with the story, this is a brief explanation of the stories that I have been working on for the past few months. Please, fell free to read the stories: Long Road, Highsider, and Traject all located in the Loving Wives category. To say that it is not your everyday "loving wives" story would be the understatement of the century...
Just a short essay on the situation we read about so often about the cheating spouse that laughs as they put one over on their partner. Who do they really hurt in the long run? Who is the chump? The one who loves fully, or the one who pretends, lies and cheats behind the other's back? Always searching for something they already have, if they only opened t...
For nearly one hundred years following the outbreak of H1W1, the women of the world have spent their time on their knees desperately catering to the sexual desires of men, in hopes of staving off the coma for just one more day. With all the birth control being taken, it took everyone some time to even notice the virus had evolved and taken away their ability...