All characters in this story, sexually involved or not, are 18 years of age and older. ***** "Sorry I'm late," nineteen year-old Hazel Radley apologized as she entered the classroom and walked briskly to her seat. "Welcome Ms Radley," Professor Norgrove replied to her greeting. Normally he would give her a cold shoulder but since she was only five minute...
Author's note: I wanted to include an illustration of what the plane interior was like, but the site admin was apparently concerned there could be some copyright issues with it. Anyways, if you'd want to see what the setting actually looks like, just do Google image search for 'Embraer Legacy 500' ;) Chapter 3Inflight Entertainment Even without opening his...
That last session with Clyde and his co-conspirator Chloe provided me with fantasy fodder for a good while. It was my birthday week and my second visit to a high-end spa in midtown that also happened to provide off-book full-release ladies' massages... if you were lucky enough to know about their "promo code" from referring friends. Now, every time I'm lyi...
I came to admire Denise that day. Oh, she was beautiful as all women are but her willingness to explore her sexuality the way she did was remarkable to me. So, yeah, I was driving around in my work truck and, now and then, I'd see a swarm of those annoying cyclists all dressed up and arrogantly ignoring the traffic signs and wonder if Denise was riding with...
Magic spells tend to fall in and out of fashion with the season. And, just as it is with songs, celebrities, memes, and every other pop culture artifact, the popularity of a spell grows in direct relation to how stupid it is. Especially among the students at Wizard College, where you might hear of a spell that changes the color of only the backside of someon...
Author's note - this is the second part of a three part series. The first part, "Poster boy - a 'hole' new story" can be found in the 'exhibitionist & voyeur" section, as can the third installment "Poster boy - 2 sides to every 'hole'". My friend Ann asked me to write this for her. Ann and Ken are based on real people but the situation is fictitious. I...
Hotels. Luxury hotels. What do I love about them? God, I know it isn't phallic, their sleek shapes, rising into the sky. I'm not that immature. Am I? It isn't uncommon for me to go to a nice hotel, either here in the city with one of my boytoys, or in a faraway city when I'm traveling with my husband, which isn't common at all. But a giant den of luxury and...
I have been married for eight years. My husband Jake is a nice man but has a low sex drive. As he gets older, his sex drive is getting worse. Sadly, for me, as I get older my sex drive is going crazy. I just turned 30 and thought that my husband would fuck my brains out after a romantic dinner as my birthday present. Instead, he came home late from work and...
Chapter Six - Sisters of the Web Dubai - One Year Before Lord Tilsbury's Funeral Charlotte sat in the comfortable wing-backed lounge chair her legs demurely crossed at the ankles. She was wearing a dark green business suit, the jacket was open and her pert breasts strained at the tight white silk blouse, the skirt was so tight that without the kick pleat...
Sunbathing on Giuliana's yacht while moored in Syracuse's harbor – quite sexy, indeed. Giuliana had gifted me a tight-fitting, one-piece swim suit, very modern in cut. And what was surprising was that in addition to the artificial breast forms within, it also incorporated the most ingeniously designed hip padding. Other than the yacht crew, which learned ear...