This story was written for my Dear Mistress who actually was taking a flight for a trip She did not want to take. Mistress asked me to write Her a story for the trip. This is the public version. Some of what you are about to read is true. What portions are remains discreetly confidential..... as are the names of the players involved. But rest assured, ea...
“Damnit!” Catherine exclaimed as the wrench slipped and her knuckles scraped violently across the faucet handles. She dropped the heavy silver tool into the sink with a loud clang as she recoiled. Her hand drew up, curled and hiding the hurt. With the other she gently eased open her fingers. She stared down at the torn flesh across her knuckles and brought t...
My name is John; I just got back from Iraq where I was stationed with my buddy, Jim, who'll be discharged in another month. He made arrangements with his mom for me to stay with her and his two little sisters, who were 19 and 18 years old, until he gets home; then we're going to get a place together. I met his family a couple years ago when he brought me h...
This is a follow on to A Taste of France. It is a stand alone story and can be read separately. I'd met Alex a few months earlier, when she rented the house next door. Alex – Alexandra - was French, and liked to sunbathe in her back yard. This had led to exhibitionism, teasing, flirting, eventually to sex, and now we were dating. I thought Alex was gorge...
This is the next chapter about my first year in college. It is based on my diary from almost 20 years ago. It obviously involves interracial sex so if this offends you, please do not read further. If you like my story, you can read my earlier chapters to get a better understanding of the events unfolding. * I didn't hear from Mark or Brian for the next few...
I'm Ashley Catlin; unlike many women, I'm a female of few words, so I'll skip any bullshit that isn't relevant to the moral of my story -- cheating has consequences -- or doesn't somewhat explain why I did what I did. That assumes that what I did will at all appear logical to you. I was the middle child in a family of three, with a two year older flaming ga...
My name is Falguni, a Bombay girl married just over a year ago. My husband had a small business and his single-minded dream was to expand to a huge departmental store. He had applied for loans to various institutions for the purpose. One day he came home and he told me that he had got a call from the Manager of a Private Company and that he was to meet him o...
"So you missed Ratface Radner winning Belle of the Ball." "No way..." "Well, if you hadn't been so busy fucking in the secret stairwell, you might have known." I recognized the two voices as I stopped, not rushing to the breakfast buffet. Hidden by a pillar, the morning after our 25 year high school reunion. The first speaker was Sally Johnson, the school...
March 2012 This feeling is so good it ought to be illegal. Technically I suppose it is, which is maybe what makes it more fantastic. It's a glorious day -- unseasonably hot and summery -- the kind of day where almost everyone finds a grassy country park in which to picnic. I can see them enjoying themselves on the field through the canopy of trees, laughin...
By The Light Of The Silvery Moon You Bring Out The Animal In Me Chapter 1: Afternoon Delight It was what they call a witch's night. The hot and steamy air was filled with the intoxicating essence of nightshade mixed with the damp rotting humus of the forest floor. No breeze was able to break thru the wall of heat to disturb the treetop leaves. The only no...