Just as Rhonda suspected they all had another gentle play before they all fell asleep, this time with Rhonda in the middle and the girls cuddling into her from either side. The next morning the alarm woke them as Rhonda had to leave by eleven to return to her other life. It was always a sad time, but they all knew it had to happen. After breakfast, Rhonda co...
Dedication: This is dedicated to my Love, my Keeper, my Sir, Jounar. Every word was written with thoughts of him guiding me. He has lead me down a path of self discovery and acceptance of what it was I discovered. Thank you Love for being there for me when I thought no one else was. For lending an ear when I needed one. For making me feel like some how You c...
I'm so tired... I shuffle into the kitchen to make my morning coffee. I take the coffee from the cabinet and smell it when I open the lid. God, I love coffee. As I add the grounds and the water to the machine, I go through the day's routine in my head. 'That sales report is due at work today, and I've got to pay the cable bill before I forget. Oh and th...
Writing smut, like any other kind of writing, takes a certain amount of skill and knowledge. Some writing skills are not required, such as establishing characters or plot development, because the only thing the dedicated readers of smut care about is graphic sex, and the more detailed it is, the better. Character is less important than the sizes of his cock...
The bar was one of those seedy little places that you hear about but are always afraid to go into, especially alone. Well, I figured what the hell, why not? I had grown up around bikers and the like and very little scared me anymore. I had been married before to an abusive asshole that I hated, divorced him and left him with permanent memories of me in th...
Eight-Hands Penis Massage As we are finishing lunch, Diana asks, "So, when do we start Aria's massage lessons? I can't wait to lay my oily hands on Mr. Steve again." Mary says, "Just as soon as the lunch dishes are cleaned up and Aria is ready, Diana. I think she needs to warm the massage oil. Is that right, Aria?" "I have the warmer turned on already,...
A few weeks into the new term, Miss Linda came to stay. Miss Annabelle brought her home after a late night party at the students union. It was the first time she had brought any class mate back to the house. I learned later that Miss Linda had fallen out with her flatmate and she was now homeless. "Wanker! Come here NOW!" Miss Annabelle called as they arri...
It's been six months since Steve took charge of me. I have changed so much I'm sometimes not even sure I am still me. By the end of our first night together (see Officer Steve's Wife) I was hooked into our new sexual relationship. Steve did things to me on that first night that a mere year ago would have made me sick to my stomach. And over the last six mo...
It's a beautiful Sunday afternoon, I lay out on my stomach on the sofa my knees are bent feet in the air and I have the laptop in front of me. The sun in shining through the window, the cool breeze is fluttering the curtains. I can hear the sports commentary on the TV but I don't bother to turn my head as I hear the crowd cheer. My attention remains fixated...
He looked up at her. He reminded her for some reason of a child whose feelings had been hurt. He answered, "Yes, I know you love me." There was resignation in his voice, but he sounded sullen too. He was upset. In spite of being a great boyfriend it wasn't enough. If he had been two again he would have grabbed his blanket and sucked his thumb. He wasn't tw...