It all started five years ago. By accident, I had started the village we called "Circumstances" unincorporated. It now had a population of three hundred and forty-nine. I had lucked out. I had just dumped another trailer load in Texas of brand name bandages that had to be sterilized before being shipped out for sale on the retail market. I had called to sa...
This is next installment in the saga of Jennifer, a submissive woman, who is discovering a deeper sense of her submission. I hope you enjoy and your comments, votes and suggestions are greatly appreciated. Jennifer Lowe woke up the next morning thinking about the same thing she had been thinking about the night before. She was thinking about an auction. Not...
—Evanslily, thank you.— * "C'mon! Give me that—oh, damn." Noah always loved a vocal woman but tonight Jillian's barrage of instructions distracted instead of aroused. He'd been fucking her long enough—and well—to do without a GPS readout. "Yeah-yeah-yeah!" she chanted in one breath then sagged onto her elbows, groaning while she fisted the sheets. He sp...
I awoke before Jana on Sunday morning. I spent a few minutes watching her sleep, then began kissing her gently. I kissed her cheek, her lips, and down her neck. She smiled but slept on. I licked the special spot on her collarbone, then each of her nipples. I flicked my tongue around and around both until the small nubs were standing upright. Still she slept....
My name is Barbara. My mildly religious upbringing taught me that a woman should be herself but always be submissive to her husband. My Dad treated Mom like a queen and, while she was very independent and free with her opinions, whatever Dad decided or wanted is what was done. Mom instilled in me the virtue and benefit of being beholden to a husband. I was a...
My neighbor, Julia, and I always greeted each other with little more than a "hello, warm day," when we saw each other. She was often in her garden, pulling weeds from the ranunculus filled borders. When they finished flowering she put in salvias. It was a beautiful backdrop to her smile. I was always tired and appreciated having the colour and cheerfulness i...
John "I don't know what I'm doing here Dr. Steinberg. I don't believe in counseling, but I promised Marsha. She thinks it might help our marriage but I'm not sure we need it. I do know my wife was fucking other men behind my back... lots of them. I'm all that upset about it because I haven't exactly been a model husband during our three years of marriage. W...
Here is the conclusion. Its long and took a while to find the time around a hectic schedule, but hopefully none of that dulls the flavor. Thanks for reading. * The house was lit only by a few candles in the sparsely furnished living room. Much of her surroundings appeared to her as a dark blur, though Jenna had no trouble seeing the sickly looking young m...
My story starts on a Saturday last April, a month after my wife, Judy, and I had moved into our new home. Judy is a department manager in a large department store and often has to work nights and weekends. This particular Saturday she had gone in at noon and had to work till 8:00 that evening. It was a beautiful spring day and I had decided to do some work...
I decided to take a chance and write a story from a woman's point of view. I would appreciate some constructive criticism from you seasoned gals. This is turning out to be a much longer story than I started to write, and there will be a few more parts to it with other characters. Let me know what you think, dear reader. * I was returning home from a busy d...