***Any names are changed as these are a mixture of confession and fantasy. The people are all real and mean a lot to me.*** Nine years of marriage. I figured something out in that time. I am polyamorous. I love my wife wholeheartedly and still find fucking here to be the best. But I am in love with other women. I guess I am getting the cart ahead of the r...
10:15, drinks. The third in the series, paired with a few shots. Nat and Katie were beside him chattering loudly. Their voices sounded shrill over the classic rock that blasted on Thursday nights. Was he drunk? Getting there. He was buzzed enough to have a cocky smile on his face as he eyed the girl at the other end of the bar. A short blonde number in a fri...
It's time for the 750 Word Project 2020! Click here for more about this author challenge. This year's event is the biggest Author Challenge to date, with over 160 stories by over 80 authors. If you enjoy short fiction, this is your day! Please read the stories below, vote and comment. If you don't enjoy short tales, no worries. This is a one day event,...
Ever since Marie had first got together with James in the Barclay Islands, she had been dying to return to the Caribbean with him. It had taken a couple of years before she dared to ask him. Although they had been seeing each other regularly (or as regularly as his globe trotting life permitted), he was an extremely private man and she had doubted that this...
April 16, 2007 9pm PST "This is basically a rape story of a girl who couldn't fight back. How could you write this?" That's the question that started this response. A few years ago I wrote an FAQ and now this comes along so I figure we're due for an update. I'm not going to rehash 'Milestones' - if you haven't read it, go read it now and then get back...
Ran into a former playmate. Years ago I dated a woman that was beautiful, but we had almost nothing in common. She liked rock, I liked jazz, she dressed like a model I was always in T-shirts. We did however have one thing in common. She loved anal and I loved to give her what she wanted. Our sham of a relationship only lasted three months, but those three...
Correspondence from older (50-70), dominant ladies most welcome. * The next few weeks passed slowly for Chris. He was initially terrified of his new Mistress, - after the ordeal of his 'breaking in'! However, his new Mistress (Theresa) didn't want a simpering bundle of nerves to play with. Dominance for her was a varied and protracted feast; full of spice...
This is based on true events that happened to me, the names of course have been changed to protect people's identities. * The last few months and especially weeks had been very hard on me. I had left my wife Susan on January 1st of this year. There were many reasons that I had left, a lack of affection from her, we never seemed to have anything in common a...
The sun was low on the horizon and the day would soon be done. The waves that day had been mostly shoulder high, and as I waited for my last ride the sun began to slide closer to the sea. My board rose and fell as each swell passed; I wanted my last ride of this perfect day to be the best. As I sat on my board looking west I measured the line-up marching tow...
Thanks to Starbug17 for editorial support. ****** Alice had spent the morning in preparation for Jack's visit. She and Mike had breakfast in bed as usual and Mike had showered and was now out in their small orchard. The morning had dawned sunny and warm necessitating just a pair of jandals for picking fruit. Both Mike and Alice enjoyed their freedom and ha...