So here I sit, desperately trying to finish The Daily Tribune crossword, which is particularly difficult today, and her fake orgasms six foot from my head are really putting me off. Incredible really, that a nineteen-year-old already knows how to pull such a stunt, but she's a well seasoned pro at this now. I cast an eye from my paper to the action. He's t...
I stand on the edge of the horizon and I recognize her- the woman in the mask. She does not cry or mourn and she pretended not to notice me. It started a month ago and I just can’t seem to get it out of my mind. It was an echo of a rat-a-tat sound of falling rain on a tin roof, a cycle that seemed to repeat itself over and over again. I had been here before...
Had it really been 15 years? The house looked the same and her skeleton key still fit the lock. More importantly, the locking mechanism still worked. The wood and glass-paned door swung inward, a gust of wind creating a blanket of dust that rolled across the beaten linoleum floor, raising ghosts with it. That was fifteen years ago. She knew it but she still...
Chapter 1 It had been twenty years since that fateful evening. The night that would change Megan's life forever. It had started out like any other night but the she got the news she had known was coming yet dreaded hearing none the less. Her grandpa had been battling cancer for about a year and that night when the family got back from the hospital she knew...
There's no turning back now, Meghan thought to herself. She peered over the edge and examined the 10 ft. plunge she was about to take. Why am I even doing this, she wondered. Her fifth grade year had started with excitement. The elementary school had replaced the aging playground equipment with brand new heaps of blue and red twisted metal. Meghan was as...
One half bottle of vodka and two strong anti-depressants later he was ready to go. He checked his sway form in the mirror, for not a very tall man he commanded a very strong presence. This is the kind of man you notice when he walks in a room, with the black hair, gray eyes and classical good looks he knows that he draws most women's eyes. "Not as good as I...
IT HAD BEEN FIVE HOURS... And I still couldn't find the hotel. I wasn't sure where I was exactly, town-wise. I think the truck driver said Dentra? Either way he wouldn't let me off directly in town. Nope, I had to walk like three miles to get past town lines. In the cold. With no jacket. Which seems like an oversight on my part, but actually isn't. It's onl...
Slung, Michele, ed. Slow Hand: Women Writing Erotica. New York; HarpersCollinsPublishers, 1992. Brought together by Editor Michele Slung as a collection of stories by women that focuses on teasing anticipation and gradually building sensation to appeal to women, Slow Hand includes a wide variety of characters of different ages and backgrounds and sexual ori...
So where do we begin, well let's start with the words, Shades of Grey. As you know there was a movie put out based on what most people in this forum call the lifestyle, it is based on BDSM, Bondage, Dominance, Sadist, Masochist. There are various levels to this lifestyle, but I won't get into that, and I just want to share my thoughts on what and who I am p...
Cassidy Blane readied herself for tonight's match or in her mind her next conquest. The beautiful blond was a top rated erotic duelist. Part of the fraternity of sexual adventurers she fought non lethal duels where the prize was the sexual subjugation of her foe for the night. More often than not her looks and size caused her opponents to underestimate her a...