He hands her a towel as she steps out of the shower, taking her hand and helping her down as though she were a princess exiting a carriage. Steam obscures her body, her porcelain skin red from the heat of the water. Without a word, she presses her body against his and he holds her in a contented embrace, savouring the scent of her shampoo on her wet hair....
I have been living in a custom designed tenement block for the over fifties for five years. There are generally single people living here in comfortable studio flats. They are mainly the more mature shall we say, women. The guys are outnumbered by about 70% so there is plenty of scope if you are still active and okay about contact. It took me about three y...
The door opened silently and I poked my head out into the hall. There was no one around, and yet, I couldn't get rid of the gut wrenching nerves that viciously clenched at my belly. I wanted to pull on a large overcoat, to hide my body and appear average. But somehow I knew he would prefer me like this, nervous and exposed. It was now or never. Personally...
I had never met you. I was to meet you for dinner. But still you seemed familiar. You started as a whisper in my ear from a close friend a week earlier. I was given your first name, a name that silently aroused me; as that particular name always had. In my mind I saw you naked perched on a long mirror bathing, your dark hair resting around your shoulders. I...
Grand opening. The Museum of Modern Art has once again proven its sure instinct for what will bring the hordes of the City's fine people. The Human in Erotic Art – A Sensual Travel Through Centuries. Or, one might figure, the shrewd museum management has realized that also the posh crowd yearns for good ol' porn. Regardless of which, even this exclusive, inv...
There have been a few horny experiences in hotels down the years – especially with my ex-husband who was pretty much obsessed with wanting to film me having sex with other men. I have always been quite horny though, and I agreed willingly to most things he suggested. In terms of strangers in hotels, some nights were a real turn-on, some a bit weird. After on...
After marrying at eighteen and marrying within weeks on the rebound after her first divorce, Geneva Brookes was divorced again and although there was $793,600 in her bank investment account that hadn't existed before her marriages, she felt sexually deprived and very disappointed in men. The romance novels Geneva had read since turning fourteen had prepared...
Both starting their second year at a large university in New Orleans, Skylar and Rose had met when they had been paired as dorm mates their first day on campus the previous year. They were both from small towns, both an only child, and both had left home and come to school with a small-town naivety regarding a city like The Big Easy. They had both been relie...
[This is Part One of an ongoing story. It's my first attempt, so please be kind! I hope you enjoy it!] * She caught his eye as she stepped through the open double doors of the bar and out onto the sun-bleached poolside patio. She stood framed in the doorway, casually glancing around to find a free sun-lounger and posing perfectly. He wondered if it was in...
In the eighties, in Russia, there was no honeymoon trips for "Just married" couples. Or at least, they were just starting to become usual. "Svàdebnoe puteshèvstvie", this was he Russian term. My man would have liked to go home with me for a while, to Florence, but he could not leave his work place for a long period, and not even I could get a passport and a...