It was horrible, but it was supposed to be. Every slash of her wrist brought agony onto my rump as she cackled. She wanted me to fail. She wanted me to scream enough was enough and spew forth my safeword. The safeword was "Surrender" but I would not allow her to succeed. In fact, I would have ceded to anyone else but her. She was my enemy, my sworn enemy. M...
Jane again went out of station on work assignment for a few days. Stacey and Ted were now alone in the big villa. One day, as Stacey came out of the toilet, she was wearing another sexy sleeveless blouse, showing lots of her shoulders and armpit flesh. They immediately were locked in a tight embrace. Ted raised Stacey's one arm and put his face in her armpit...
This is chapter one of a three part story. Each chapter sort of stands on its own, but they will make more sense read as a set. ******* This is the story of how I changed from an innocent, although sexually curious girl, to a woman who is constantly in pursuit of new ways of achieving physical pleasure. Looking back on it with the benefit of the passage ti...
So far they'd finished together seven times. They had started a week and a half ago. It started out of a mutual craving. Probably in part because they were on the long side of a cold winter. Probably in part because they were in their twenties and had plenty of spare moments and spare energy. The first night they were between TV shows and so had turned the...
For days on end it can be cold and drizzly here in April. Grey skies darkening the bud covered branches of the trees, still skeletal, outside the window but longing, it seems, to burst forth into brilliant new leaves or blossoms and that riot of colour that is the explosion of energy and life we call Spring. And, against our usual practice with others we had...
You've been dating Sam for a long time, even thinking of popping the question sometime soon. She's perfect in every way, and its near your second anniversary. You have your own apartment together, living with each other to count on. Maybe life is far from perfect, but you have each other. Of course, sometimes life throws you a curve ball. You wake up one mor...
This is a love story, of remembrance. Most of us, unless we are hermits or die-hard, unreconstructed auto-eroticists, have had at least one lover, someone who taught us the dance of erotic delights, introduced us to intimacy, shared in excitements and discoveries, and produced pleasures of searing intensity. Life is quite capable of providing more than one l...
*This is my first story from a personal experience* Taylor stood at the arrivals gate waiting for Jung-Su to appear. She hadn't seen her friend since leaving South Korea 7 months earlier. They had been introduced through mutual friends and had instantly hit it off. Taylor had found comfort in having a friend who knew both Korean and English and obviously th...
We met after I responded to a comment she had made on a website, about the link between pornography and violence. Details of that exchange are not necessary, beyond stipulating that she is pro- both. We exchanged messages about food, sex, death and the necessities of both kindness and occasional depravity. We talked on the phone and arranged dinner at a rest...
I may not be as clean and wholesome as the gents in the Hilton or the Savoy, and my clients may not be so rich or well-dressed -- but I guarantee that I see things that they never see, well, hardly ever see, anyway. I certainly bet that more sperm is washed down my drains than in the Hilton gents, because although rich men undoubtedly wank just as much as, i...