Dedicated to all the ladies, married, mature, metaphysical. Your very essence is the source of the river. I caught your eye at the bookstore. Or perhaps you caught mine first, though you'd never admit. I was reading, having a coffee, always available but not really looking. You were in your tight jeans, white blouse, understated but elegant. I noticed your...
That morning, I picked up the phone and Abel, the photographer, was on the other end of the line. "I am working on a new collection of photos that centres on the nude body" He said. "I have been selected to represent the Cuban contribution to The International Exposition of Erotic Art that will take place very soon here in Havana City." He then added: "I n...
Maureen "Muffy" Douglas knelt down and examined the mutilated, naked body. It had once been a woman, but now its face and torso had been ripped and torn as if by some savage animal. With gloved hands, Muffy spread the corpse's legs, checked around and inside its vulva. There were telltale signs of semen. Muffy sighed heavily and rose to her feet. This was...
"Bend over," Alex said forcefully as he moved toward the nightstand. Fumbling around for several moments he found what he was looking for; a new bottle of lubricant. Chloe's eyes were wide with anticipation. She grinned when she saw the bottle in Alex's hand. "I'm already soaked," she coaxed. "No more talking," Alex commanded as he knelt behind her on the...
“This is Jessica. She’s starting today. I want her to listen to the conference call so I told her that she could sit with you.” I usually did not bother to look up when my boss would burst into my office with some new rant or order, but the mention of a girl’s name caused me to at least look up from my computer screen. Jessica was a big, tall pretty girl wit...
The name is Henry Jean-Pierre. A big and tall black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Life is tough for the average American these days but you should know that even the strong struggle. I'm the Deputy Sheriff in my county and life hasn't been a bed of roses lately. Ordinary American men and women have been pushed to the limit by the Recessi...
Over a week passed without any further problems. We both began to believe that it really was over. We would go on with our lives and simply consider this a bad moment and move on. Our love was stronger because of the support that we gave each other. Pat thought that I had thrown the pictures out but I had hidden them and taken them out several times while P...
I'm Eric. I'm a student in high school. Lately, one of my best friends, Maude, has been acting weird. She has recently started seeing this new guy, Tyler. To say she's fallen head over heels for him in an understatement. She seems to live and breathe for this guy. I've never seen her fall this hard for someone. She's dated a few guys since I’ve known her, bu...
Ray's description of the tattoo on his friend's wife's thigh, flowers on stems that twisted and encircled, reminded me of photos I'd shot of Akemi in foliage. Shrubbery had an opening just large enough for her face. The tight branches and leaves were curvilinear. I was able to pull a lock of her hair across her chin, covering it. That made the space in which...
Some years ago I was under the supervision of a Domme Mistress called Neve who organised for me to undertake a course in sissy training so I fully understood my role as a smalldick submissive. She found me a place on a 6 week sissy training course with a teacher called Mr Deal who was very experienced and had devised such a program. I was to meet Mr Deal a...