This is the next chapter in Club 35. It would help your understanding of the characters and their experiences if you read the previous installments. Your comments are appreciated and i do, when its called for, respond to the comments, good or bad. Please vote and enjoy! *** It had been a busy eighteen months for Jennifer Lowe, a thirty seven year old busin...
I had the strangest sensation I was being watched. Not icky, like scary watched. More like admired. Some weird Mom sixth sense just told me that someone's focus was on me. Totally. It was a warm day and I'd just gotten home from running to the grocery store, had stopped to grab the mail and was now putting everything away. The kids were at camp for the next...
Was this really the place? Nancy McCammon was looking at a small New Age shop on the corner of two narrow streets. 'Crystal Soul' was written on the door in bright pink letters. Whoever owned it had to be a complete flake. Still, Paula had said it was the place to go so Nancy put aside her reservations and walked through the door. A little bell tinkled over...
by Sateema Lunasi (AKA Maralily, AKA, Lily St. Claire) * * * * * Drunk, mascara smearing a dark streak of 'Vampiress Black' down two puffy cheeks, jeans dirty from three days wear, barefoot, one purple bruised eye. I was 23. New York faded away. Joey had hit me for the last time. At least that is what I told myself. I might have gone back to him if he boug...
I awoke the next morning in the kind of glorious haze you only get after fucking an Asian lesbian in the ass. You really must try it sometime. I didn't even bother to get out of bed until my over-full bladder insisted, and even then I didn't get dressed. In fact, apart from a few phone calls to my partners about Bev's proposal, I didn't do jack that day. Re...
Chapter Six - Consummation Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment and vote. If not choose another story more to your tastes. This Chapter is the sixth in this series. Please read the preceding chapters for context. To the ge...
Every guy thinks he's God's gift to women. We're raised to brag about our conquests, play off our mistakes and tell tall tales of our talents in the bed room. It's really just part of our ego. And that's what made my life on this particular fall day quite miserable. See, my name is Tom. I'm a 25-year old male who has never been in a serious relationship...
We awake still buzzing on cloud nine, floating in our incredible high. Our bed is littered with hundreds as we fucked ourselves silly on top of a fraction of our winnings. I find my wife's eyes and we could not hold back the giddy giggling, relishing in our good fortune. We own Vegas right now and today will be lived as such! I caress the hair off her exqui...
One of our friends was horrified when we told them that we have not been on holiday for over a year. Moving jobs and house we had little time or money left to book anything. They took pity on us and very kindly offered us a week staying at their holiday home which is situated in a little village in Devon. It is a lovely old house with a large garden; the v...
Six o'clock consistently brought in an after-work crowd that was dying for a chance to let off some steam from the day with an ice cold beer, good company and something just as good to eat. Harman's, the well-known place among office workers, was usually crowded but always had room for some more patrons. It was also no secret that some of the men that freque...