(this is my first attempt - would love all feedback - good or bad) * I close the door behind me as I enter the subtly lit room. In the middle of the room you kneel with your back to me, your eyes blindfolded, and your hands cuffed behind your back. Other than the cuffs and blindfold you are naked. As you hear the door close you kneel up straight, as you w...
My wife lay back on the sofa, her legs outstretched and open. One hand was inside her lacy black panties - the other held her drink. She had on black stockings and suspender belt. By now I had taken off my trousers and underwear and was gently playing with my cock. My wife began to speak. " Sometimes after I had sex with the men, usually I would let one of...
Shadows swept over the ancient dilapidated building as the cool spring breeze sent chills down her spine. She had wandered through this land, naked and alone, desperately seeking assistance. Clutching a small azure vile to her bosom, her icy hues would dart about the eerily silent establishment. Every now and then, her peripheral vision would play upon her i...
I was working for one of the city's biggest law firms, on one of the main streets of the downtown core. About a block up the road from my office was a great little restaurant that I often went to for my lunch. As I sat there one afternoon eating my lunch, a table of guys behind me were being obnoxiously loud and I clearly appeared annoyed. You were among som...
It is late afternoon on a warm spring day in 1942. I am a young soldier going off to war. You are a lovely lady going to New York to start a new job. We are standing on the platform waiting for the train. We have never met, but I can’t help but stare at you. You are so beautiful! You glance my way and our eyes meet. Embarrassed at having been caught starin...
Cold, steady rain beats against the restaurant window, almost drowning out the sound of my racing heart. Looking at my reflection, I wonder again what on earth I'm doing here. What possessed me to agree to meet with a man I had only talked to on the Internet? True, I was intrigued by his thoughtful words of humour, philosophy and, of course, romance. I had g...
In The Gymnasium 1. My husband Clifton is a Baptist minister and since we've been married his career has gone from being an assistant in a small town church to later taking over the growing parish in his own right. His involvement increased when he started coaching the under-age soccer team and taking a 'Religious Instruction' class at the local high schoo...
High above the glorious city of Ar with its brightly colored banners and flags that blow in the breeze, a lone tarnsman swirls high above in the clouds in search of a beauty to snatch up and add to his chain of slave girls. Pulling on the five strap of the war bird’s bridle, he sends the huge tarn spiraling downward into a passage between two cylinders to ge...
I'm on my way home, it's Friday and my week has been horrible. Thank god it's weekend! Though this weekend will be full of housework. I need to rest. With you! But you are far away. I guess tonight the consumption of ice cream will increase in my town. Sank in daydreams I arrive at my door. The letterbox is overcrowded. I empty it and hold a very pretty deco...
This chapter is less steamy than the first four but is essential to the story, so please bear with me and I hope you all enjoy it. ***** Stephanie looked up as David returned to their table. He apologised for keeping her waiting for so long, explaining that an unexpected situation had arisen that had required his attention. Stephanie had wondered why he ha...