Sitting in front of the mirror in the luxurious surroundings of their room in 'The Four Towers' hotel, Shona sucked happily on her cigarette as Jane applied the finishing touches to her hair. The girls were getting ready for the annual St. Mary's and St. Mark's end of school party and, as usual, the hotel had been booked exclusively for the use of the depart...
Predictably, the lock made a discernible clunk as our scarlet front door creaked open. It was a familiar sound. A sound which represented the repetitive mundanity of my life; the routine of stagnant boredom. Same old work, same old dinners, same old house - the same old sex. That's not to say the sex was bad. My wife, Niamh, was a total knockout. She turne...
My birthday was approaching fast; 31st October of all days – always got swallowed up in Halloween night – wherever I went I couldn't escape zombies, witches and the like, so I tended to spend it quietly indoors. This year, Dawn had other ideas; she was arranging something – just told me to keep the date free and leave everything to her. The evening arrived...
Author's Note: So, after Part Two what else could come but Part Three, and our adventurous columnist Allie and her husband Patrick have well and truly settled into life on Blackwell Island. But there is still more to discover about this island of naked inhabitants, and many more erotic rituals to discover and new friends to make. As always, all characters...
The butter-sweet aroma of the caramel filled the mug, at every sip, she sensed the syrup yielding to the burnt, hot rush of the coffee below. It thrilled her with its richness, exhilarated her with the newness of sensuality. Of course, he had known that it would. How did he know she never tried new coffees? The simple message, after three years, and with no...
For Lian. 'It is not enough that I succeed, everyone else must fail.' Genghis Khan. 'Be the change you want to see in the world.' Gandhi. ****** Cool air. He smelt damp and old stone, a little musty. Beneath it, fainter, the resinous smell of wood. "You alright, Jayden?" Gentle Irish lilt. "Yes, Father." He swallowed, nodded briefly, Father O'Connell...
About a month had passed since my night with Jess and Ashley. In that time, Dawn had dropped by for coffee on two further occasions during which I introduced her to the table-top and lap dance positions; Dawn was a keen student and always thanked me with a nice clean-up with her tongue. I was disappointed that the subject of anal had not arisen again, but I...
Arriving in Dublin, I decided I would take a walking holiday, and explore the land of my birth. The first bus was heading to Kildare, so that is where I went. Three days into my extended holiday, I was sitting outside a pub overlooking the Atlantic. I noticed a mobile phone lying under a vacant table. I lifted it and found a cyber café where I did a search f...
The weeks flew by. I was now permanently sleeping at Dawn's, just using my flat as my office -- oh how I hate the daily commute! Dawn would pop in occasionally during the day, to make me a tea or coffee, if I wasn't busy she would stay for a chat and sometimes a quick shag. Neither of our sex lives had ever been so good! Dawn had been to see a solicitor abo...
It was the day of the reading of Aunt Marjorie's will. When I arrived at the solicitor's office I was shown through to the office of Nigel Pevensey who, I was informed, was the executor. I was shocked to see my ex, Naomi, sitting there with her new fella. She nodded to me and I nodded back, thinking "What the hell is she doing here?" Apparently, it was just...