It was Sunday afternoon and Mei ambled slowly home, her thoughts drifting back to the morning's activities. The girls had all met at Sarah's and spent a wonderful morning experimenting with the treasures they had harvested from fuck world. Warm, wet feelings washed between her legs as she thought of her naughty surprises they had shared, patting her pockets...
The game had been over for about two hours when they finally started to scatter and leave the field. It was the end of the summer, and the sky was darker at 8 p.m. then it had been for a few weeks, but no less humid. There had been a good amount of talking and a good amount of drinking. She'd stopped drinking for the last two hours or so because she'd a. n...
Being a Pasty Chef Sherry was up and away early. I had told Tina to be ready by 8:00. I was technically on vacation so I saw no reason to get going too early. When I heard the shower running downstairs I knew Tina was up. I snoozed for another 30 minutes and then I got up and hit the shower myself. After I got dressed and went out to the living room I found...
I walked into the crowded restaurant more than a little apprehensive. It had been several weeks since Matthew and I had seen one another - weeks fraught with tension and distance. It is not the distance of miles between us that had been the issue - although that in itself has been a challenge. No the distance that had erupted between us like a smoldering vol...
Nora stared out the window of her room, deep in thought. The past couple of months had not been exactly what she had expected them to be. First of all, she thought it would be wonderful not having to be one of Master Harris slaves. "John," Nora corrected herself in her head. "Not Master Harris...just John." She had discovered that he actually was a very p...
Christina sat at the bar drinking a glass of water as she waited for her friend to arrive at the restaurant. It was the middle of the day on a hot July Thursday. Christina had a two hour break in between customer meetings so she found it an opportune time to meet. She had on skin-tight, dark jeans with a pair of red high heels. Her white button down shirt re...
I write in novel length stories, 110,000 - 130,000 words. I endeavour to keep the length of my chapters consistent. I try to keep the updates no more than fourteen days apart. I consider myself simply my character's editor. In this story the chapters will be written to be a complete scene independent of the rest of the story. However they will be significa...
Every year, twice a year my husband and two of his friends have a tradition of going to the hunting cabin for the weekend. Now I don't particularly mind it, especially since when he comes back from the cabin we've been apart long enough to be horny. I know that at least twice a year we'll have sex all night long. Of course I'm no fool, I know that some of hi...
Author's Note: Although you can enjoy the story as a stand-alone, I recommend reading Chapter 1&2 in order to get the context of this story. Comments are welcome - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The next two days I deliberately avoided any manner of domination, strictly staying to business as usual. It took a little longer than I anticipated, but late i...
My name is Carrie. Jack and I have been happily married for seven wonderful years. Jack is several years older than me, and doesn't have much of a wild side to him. Because of that, I think he's been a bit more prudish than I would like sometimes, and I have felt the need to prod him along in order to have some more adventures in bed (or wherever else our se...