I am 41 and married, not happily. While I do love my husband, our physical relationship has broken down completely. He has his own company, works very long hours and is often too tired for any kind of fun in the bedroom. I also have a demanding job and I have to travel often - typically across Europe and occasionally the States and South America. On these...
Sarah was nervous as she stepped out of her car and headed for the doors that would take her back to work for the first time since the New Years party where she had recently lost her virginity. The whole night was still a blur... a legacy of spiked fruit punch and a night of intense fucking that she had neither expected nor wanted, but during which she disti...
That morning I could not keep my hands off you, and my desire made you very hot, but I had to get off to work. So we made a date for the evening, and you have got yourself ready. You have had a bath and made yourself smell nice. You have put on the white seamless satin bra and matching briefs which I find so sleazily sexy, and then your full length black neg...
Vicky woke up in a darkened room. She couldn’t see anything, but quickly realised she was bound hand and foot, and couldn’t move. She tried to remember how she'd got here, but it was faint, a long way away. The last thing she could remember was a hospital, feeling very tired, a terrible pain in her chest then blackness. She also felt different now, the aches...
Author's note: I am recovering from repeated surgeries on both arms to correct a degenerative nerve condition. To write this, I am using a voice to text software which isn't always as accurate as I would like it to be. As my recovery time will take more than a year, I have decided to continue writing and give my best effort at doing the thing I love. Please,...
Dream Journal July 15, 2001, Continued I ran down the stairs, not even noticing that my sweat-soaked cotton nightgown, usually quite prim, was now nearly transparent. I heard a step on the stair, and yanked open the door without checking first. "Bonsoir, mon cher. Comment avez-vous été?" How have I been? He shows up tonight, after that dream, and wants to...
Manville and Lindstrom lay on two lab tables inside a laboratory. Both were nude. Neither was restrained because they were unconscious. A large bald man in a lab coat looked pleased with himself. The man called himself Socrates Prometheus, after the Greek philosopher and the Greek god who supposedly created man from clay. Prometheus had observed the seap...
Ch 2: Morning Delights The second part of saga where Anne is caught deep in her lust by her partner Dan. Anne woke at six am. The birds were singing, the courtyard fountain, which could be seen through the bedroom window, made a restful splashing. She felt the weight of another body in the bed and turned to see who it was. 'Dan wasn't due home till to...
So... I have been writing on here for ten years now with dozens of stories and several ongoing series, but my favorite is by far, the never-ending "Lauren's Lesson" saga. It started out as a way for me to take my angst out on a few women who had screwed me over, over the years, by combining them into a single character: Lauren; with a visual for her as that...
Being now rather long in the tooth, bosom and intimate heathland, and being short on prospects for easing the frustration (get to the point, Norma), I decided to seek professional assistance. Hence, I undertook a long and winding internet search for a suitable operative. This meant not just passing through one looking-glass (that's easy, Alice) but navigatin...