This story was inspired (loosely) by a poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson, included at the end of the piece. I employ certain of his phrases throughout, but all credit for those words belongs to the great romantic himself. = = = = = = = = = = = = Claribel always seemed to have a way of putting people at ease. It wasn't an effect that she tried to have on people...
The screaming and thumping ripped through the silence of the empty house. It was truly a terrifying sound. A sound that was so loud and agonised, it was like all of Hell had broken loose and was trying to get to the nearest soul. Hordes of horny demons and damned spirits were all after Mavis. They pounded and slammed, howling and roaring to get to her. The D...
Eric stopped to wipe his sweating brow with a red polka-dot handkerchief, before renewing his grip on the long pole and pushing the punt along again. He was seventy-three years old and slightly overweight. The poling was very hard work and Eric was looking forward to reaching the end of the journey. Mavis, his wife of fifty-two years, reclined in the doubl...
Mavis and I had been married over ten years and while we loved each other our marriage had become stale, at least in the sex department. We still made love, but it was routine - twice a week, usually on Tuesday and Friday, and only rarely more than one time. I did always manage to get her to cum, but somehow or other the spark had gone out. One day Mavis sai...
It was Eight AM and Travis Gomez was getting things ready for a new client that was due anytime. Travis was cleaning the mirror behind one of the sinks when he turned and saw Mavis Nottinghill. "I know that your new client is due anytime but I was wondering if you could shave my pussy the wash and condition my hair?" "I may be able to shave your pussy, but...
Since most of the stories here are written by men for men, I thought I'd try a story from a man's point of view. It is not particularly sexy but some of you may enjoy it. * "Darling, I want you to know: I've decided to stop seeing George." George was, or least had been, my wife's lover. She'd seen him most Wednesday evening's for the last year or so. At...
Abby had completely forgotten about her mobile phone, and that evening after changing she turned it on, to see if there were any messages, there were a few, but the most important was from her deputy on the team, pleading with her to come back. 'That holding has gone ballistic, and we need you here now.' That resolved her diary for the immediate future. They...
The first e-mail was one I would not normally read but for some reason I did and it started the whole downslide of my nineteen-year marriage. It was from Gloria25632 at a popular web site and for some reason I opened it and it read: "Your wife is really not working on Wednesday nights and Saturdays as she claims." I read it twice and then sent off a reply to...
Put down those torches and pitchforks folks, I've seen the light!! Last month, I posted a Legends Day piece called "Beyond a Shadow." That led all four of my regular readers to tell me that they expect happy endings. Fortunately, my buddy Rick, who is now going under the handle "Blue Devil" (something to do with basketball and the Research Triangle, not Sa...
{Just another short here, from back in the recesses of this old man's memory. I didn't even bother to change any of the names, no point since this was years ago. All of the B/S from back then has either long since been forgiven.. or forgotten.. or the perps are dead.} +++ I guess I have to say I was sorry that Julie moved, the few brief interactions were t...