We explored each other's minds intensely early in our early relationship. It didn't take me long to realize I had a wild husband who would allow me to be me! His probing of my mind stimulated desires that I was afraid to acknowledge to myself as well as those which routinely made me wet. Initially I was reluctant to share my past sexual encounters with him....
A badly needed vacation. "Sorry but we have decided." Tess said. She was setting across from Zoe in the Starbuck's on the corner by the office. "Fuck, Tess, you can't just up and leave town like this." Zoe argued. "Look, I've told you." Tess said. "Our clients know, they understand." Oh, sure, they understand now." Zoe lowered her voice. "But in a few da...
Yellena had always hated mornings for as long as she could remember. She was always sluggish but never late, thanks to Donovan. She hated the smell and taste of coffee, the sun peaking through the windows hurt her eyes and overall Yellena just seemed to get more done after lunch. Normally, she would go to bed just before dawn, just like most of the other wol...
Sometimes Rhianna hated being Master's favorite. First, Master had forced her to fellate and have intercourse with the outsider- the man who said his name was "Joseph Gray." She hadn't minded the intercourse, but she did not appreciate being forced to do anything without having a say. Now on top of that humiliation, Rhianna had been told to drag the body o...
I've been slow getting this story in for a couple reasons; first "It's summer time....and the living is easy...", and more importantly it has been difficult to be clear, in writing, about my relationship with Dawn. To say it is/was complicated is being overly simplistic. She started out as a fuck buddy and became a life partner. Marie added several layers of...
We had been married for ten years and my parents agreed to look after our two boys aged nine and six for a week so we could have a second honeymoon. Our first had been OK but a bit disappointing as we were not well off, so a cheap hotel in London had to suffice. Right now we were not much better off but decided to take our caravan to a remote site in mid-Wal...
The music was deafeningly loud; strobes flashed incessantly giving the otherwise dark room a surreal ambiance. My hips gyrated; my feet, clad in black stilettos, moved to an ethereal metallic 'techno' beat. My hands roamed oh so suggestively over my body and lingered as my finger tips cupped and caressed my breasts through a black leather top -- no more than...
"You know," I said, "I've worked out what the problem was with that movie." "Do tell," Nina commanded. "It was theoretically a good film," I said, "that's why they make us watch it, after all. It was well-structured, and the design was mathematically perfect, and you could count all the references to Freud and the quotes from silent-era classics and stuff....
The next day found me with renewed resolve. I didn't get where I was today by letting myself be ruled by hormones, or men, either. No matter how sexy they might be. I was going to regain the upper hand at work today, and absolutely show Bryan that I didn't belong to him, or anyone else. I'd made it through the night without my husband seeing my bruises, and...
This story is a spin off of the successful and wildly popular “Journal of an Agent” by Carnage Jackson. At the end of Carnage’s story, the main character, Dean Simonds, faces a major dilemma, where he has to choose between staying in Hollywood with Alyssa Milano, or heading back east with Natalie Portman. Please note that this might not necessarily have been...