This is the story of an event that happened along time ago -- 1994 if my memory serves me right. It was when I was about 21, at University, and exploring my sexuality. This event was a quantum leap in that exploration, like Columbus discovering the new world. I had a regular boyfriend at the time, his name was Chris. We had been dating for about eight mont...
(A Watery Science Fiction Fantasy in Three Parts) "Here at DeepStar, we build the most sophisticate and exciting personal underwater craft in the world," said the wetsuit-clad male announcer. "Today the world is going to see this new class of submersible for the first time." Beside him was a submarine that was like no other. It was only 20 feet long and th...
There are two routes that take me to the railway station. One is a leisurely stroll through the park if the weather is kind and time allows, and the other if I'm running late, is a short cut through a broad avenue of upmarket properties. Today I was late and walking briskly, trying to ignore the affluence of the well-heeled residents living in the avenue. '...
Bill Raines swirled the drink in his glass and took another large swallow. "This is perfect," he thought to himself. "Just perfect." His party for the neighborhood was a big hit. He and his wife, Allison, had only lived in the upscale, suburban neighborhood for six months, but after attending three of these neighborhood bashes, he felt it was his time to hos...
Jack and May drove to the Supermarket; May took a couple of pictures of Jack's advert, then Jack removed it. Jack then drove to his student flat, it was eight days to the end of the month, Jack had to give seven days notice which he did when he arrived at the apartment, May helped him clear his room, May looked at the laundry that needed to be done then said...
Dear diary. No that doesn't work! I so wish we men could talk about emotional stuff the way girls do. So I haven't got a buddy that I can talk to about really personal stuff, and I guess, few men have, but I have to tell this to someone and I've never kept a diary but this seems the least embarrassing way. Even if it's just for my old age so that I can remin...
Following a morning of intense tutelage from Eve regarding my duties as her assistant, we enjoyed a pasta lunch with wine and discussed the various aspects of her professional work. I admit to being disappointed that sex wasn't on Eve's schedule, but following the meal and when the wine had mellowed her authoritarian demeanour, that situation changed and I...
My name is Bry and I work as a receptionist in a large corporation. I am outgoing in my personality, but it wasn't always the way. I had a pretty rough time of it in high school. I was a bit short and chubby and certainly not one of the 'cool kids', and was constantly teased. I was very nerdy in my bland prescription glasses. The girls were always worse than...
Jill's thoughts drifted back to the events of the past weekend, Sunday had been a bit of a washout as she had been exhausted by the Woodland walk, she smiled remembering being surprised at her enjoyment of being forcibly taken and becoming submissive. Steve, she recalled, had obviously enjoyed himself, he had royally screwed her immediately on their return h...
Note - In the first part of this story I described meeting Peggy, a 60yo married woman, at a social function with our respective partners. If you haven't read that story, I recommend you do before continuing with this one. ------------------------ Looking back to that Friday evening in the restaurant with Peggy, several months ago now, it's hard to belie...