It was lucky that I saw the sign for the bayou ferry just before my car died. The Interstate was just on the other side of the water, and I knew I could get a ride into town there. I walked back to the little side road and took it into the woods. I was not really frightened; I just felt a little vulnerable. After all, my chiffon cocktail dress and high heel...
"Wake up." In an abandoned building that had once been a warehouse, a girl with red skin watched another girl's eyes blink open. "Please, wake up. And don't wake up any of the others. I need to talk to you." "What--who are you?" "I can't remember. It hurts so much. But the Commander says that I was called Meg." "Meg?" The girl on the floor stared at her...
Salutations, dear readers. It has most definitely been a while, hasn't it? The name is Wendy Stefania Polydor, and I'm a young Haitian-American woman living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. Mother of two, divorcee, college graduate and nurse, I am all of these things and more. I have been delving into the world of BDSM, and more fun things like swinging...
Taking pictures thrills me. That is not true of my generally indifferent wife, depending on mood and lighting. A flash going off is an unnecessary distraction from her intense concentration, as capturing her cumming is one of my major pursuits. She doesn't mind the occasional session, and I can't resist them. Admittedly, my picture taking skills suffer mar...
Sarah lay in bed; staring up at the white ceiling gleaming in the dim light cast by the street lamps. She tossed and turned restlessly. The ache between her legs was both delicious and a horrible reminder of just how long it had been since she had felt a cock inside her...until today that was. Her illicit encounter with her son's friend and team-mate insid...
I can't deny it. I'm an old man now. Not so upright as I once was, I admit, not so tall either, not strong at all, that's true. All true. All damn' true. Down there, works still, don't think me a liar, it still does, not often, I admit, but it does. Can't remember the last time, but I tell you it does. Man has to have something at this age, old age. They te...
The first time Mouna Souleymane set foot in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, the young Saudi Arabian woman hated it. Boring, she thought. Born in the City of Riyadh, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian father and a half-Lebanese, half-Eritrean mother, she grew up the very definition of wealthy and powerful. Her father, Qasim Souleymane owned Souleymane &...
My wife and I, both 40, have always enjoyed hot tubbing. It started when we were dating. We would grab a bottle of Korbel Brut, reserve a room at a nearby hot tub establishment, and find various ways of getting each other off in the hot bubbly water. Marriage and two children have not stopped us from enjoying hot tubbing and each other. However, one day last...
The bell rang and all of the boys and girls on the verge of adulthood ran to Grandmother's tent. There were about fifteen of them, both male and female, all learning the lessons that would help them as adults. 'Not all of Grandmother's stories make sense, but they will in time.' That was what all of the children were told. Grandmother stood at the head of t...
Elanna stared down, her gaze unwavering and piercing. The red slowly faded, and the icy blue colour returned. She wondered what was going through the human's mind, perhaps she thought the half-blood was going to kill her, or sacrifice her in some decadent ritual; not that Elanna knew any. But that was hardly a point taken into consideration among those who w...