The hot and muggy summer day became a warm and muggy summer evening. Leaves on the elm tree hedge cupped upwards in anticipation of rain. Birds searching for a bedtime snack hopped slowly across the yard. Doors shut against the heat of the day opened to allow the slightly lower evening temperature to cool the houses. Even if the stars could have shone throug...
It was July and I'd been fielding phone calls and emails from a few people who had witnessed or heard about our performance at our neighbors party back in the Spring. We got some requests that didn't have a snowball's shot in hell (a guy asked us to come to his house and fuck while he jacked off alone) to some really interesting suggestions. One guy presente...
My name is Richard Schwartz and I am married to Ellen Schwartz. We have been married for three years. Currently I am being held prisoner by Farc rebels deep in the Colombian jungle. I am being held with the wife of my best friend Amy Wallace. My wife and Ellen's husband Jeff are being held out of our view on the other side of this rebel camp This journal is...
Hello all this is my first entry and first time delving into this form of writing while this chapter has no sex it is used to lay some of the groundwork for the rest of the story as always comments and constructive critisms are always welcome enjoy!!! Also lastly but not least i would like to thank my editor fairydedanann you are a great help!! Zzzzzzzzzzz...
Do you sometimes wake up it the morning wanting to do or be something different? It could be something as simple as a new hair cut or colour or maybe something more drastic, well I needed something more drastic and the perfect opportunity presented itself on a work trip to Rome. I work behind the scenes in the British museum organizing artefacts for exhibit...
Laurel could not believe she was here. She stood on the balcony of the penthouse suit at the Hotel Metropol in Monte Carlo, Monaco, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea on a cloudless night. The warm ocean breeze was making her golden hair undulate slowly. Staring at the stars as the ocean crashed on the white sand below, she reflected on her luck at being able...
This is a departure from my dedication to BBW's. (Don't worry. I'll be back!) I was asked by a friend to post this story, written several years ago. I've updated it and hope everyone enjoys. SUN SPA. I'd passed the place a hundred times since it opened and never given it a second glance. Man was I missing out. It had been a particularly awful day at work....
Valentine's Day was always a bore. Wanda had reached the seemingly mature of age twenty three and had yet to find anything special about February the Fourteenth. Each year she waited for that life shattering event that all her friends seemed to be constantly gushing about and sure enough the day passed like any other in humdrum familiarity. Not that Wanda ha...
Circe was, in every respect, the modern woman. She was unmarried, working successfully in a male dominated profession, and had a stern, take-no-bullshit attitude mitigated by quick, though sometimes filthy sense of humour. She stood a mere five feet six inches, with a long slender build she was confident enough about not to trouble with her appearance. She...
Author's note: Many thanks to my readers and those of you who have encouraged me to keep sharing my stories. I am especially grateful to those women who have contacted me and shared your own experiences. Collaborating with you on this and other stories has been educational, electric, and fun. I enjoy doing the final drafts with you and getting them published...