My hand is on your belly - feeling the slight move of it with the rhythms of your breathing -- the gentle sounds of the steady inhale and exhale of a woman at peace is so relaxing to my ear. The sun has not even awaken, but my eyes are open and peering in the darkness. I raise my head a little to see the red digital light of the clock on your side of the bed...
Like a playbill in a stage production at a high class theater, right at the beginning I'll set forth the cast of characters in this saga. I'm Ryan Battle, 43 years old, an engineer and COO of a Russell 3000 company that makes renewable energy products and components. Michelle Battle, 43, is my wife of twenty two years. She is a marketing account executive...
Yes, it's me again, and as promised here's the latest instalment of my adventures. For those of you who haven't been following my confessions already (shame on you!), I'll set the scene. After discovering that I have a latent (ok, not so latent anymore) exhibitionist streak, my husband, Paul, and I have been exploring some new and wildly exciting territori...
Diana Maitland was about to explain to John Wayne the main reason why she believed they could never be completely happy together because of the type of relationship she was looking for with a man. He had asked her if she thought a man and a woman could be happy together if they had a volatile relationship; she had taken a deep breath and then she said, "I do...
Heather and Ryan Starwood were twin siblings. Heather was a gorgeous brunette with long soft legs, a nice ass and big double D breasts. She was smart, funny and had a great personality. Ryan was also highly attractive. He had a nice square chin, large muscles and a firm ass. In fact, most girls would agree he is one of the hottest guys in town. However, unl...
This is a short one. Flash length. Yeah, I know I just did a poker-themed story. What can I say? They both came to me while I was playing online poker. Disclaimer: As you read this story, keep in mind that I try to include something for everyone, and some people are always looking for mistakes. So, if you find any errors, please remember that they are there...
'You want me to do what??' Dave's voice was high, incredulous, even a little shaken. 'I want you to drop your pants. Now,' and as a sweet little after thought she added - 'please!' Jan grinned lasciviously. Dave felt hypnotised by it. Intoxicated. Giddy. Then he shook himself free a little from her gaze. No way! I have to go to wo.....' His voice trailed...
Now that we had nailed out some specifics about arrangement, we began settling into a routine. Marie would go to Terrance's apartment for sex after work on workdays. She was usually there for 30-90 minutes, depending on how many times they fucked and how long. Usually on these days, she would get home around 6:00-7:00 PM. We would then have dinner, spend som...
This is part of a long story which is mostly already written. The series will contain BDSM, humiliation and high stakes. This story was written in collaboration with my friend J - thanks! -- PROLOGUE At the prestigious Notre Dame d'Excellence, a simmering rivalry is soon to turn to flourishing anger, with dire consequences for all involved. All may be f...
It's starting to become a normal routine now, watching her. Usually someone would catch Rea's eye, she would follow him or her for an hour, maybe two just because she likes to watch them, and then beckon to their minds, so open to suggestion, so willing to be taken. Rea mostly enjoyed those with the brightest auras, an energy field that emanates from the liv...