I suppose there are many different ways people keep their relationships healthy, but for hubby and I, an active and adventurous sex life seems to be one or our keys to success. With that in mind, we have found that tossing dares at each other from time to time both challenges and stimulates our sexual energy. Here are a few of our stories. Hubby's Dare #1:...
Bernice was willing to indulge her husband, as it was a naughty fantasy of hers too. She took off her coat and threw it into the car, together with the keys. Unable to get back into the car, now meant it was impossible to back out of the game. This gave her an added thrill. She was committed to walking across the park, to meet her husband. She was dressed i...
Flora Radisson gets just what she wants when the townsfolk burn her at the stake. "Flora Radisson, under the laws of the Commonwealth of Salem Massachusetts, on this day of our Lord in 1692, I find you guilty of witchery, witchcraft, wizardly, sorcery, and conjuring," said the Honorable Judge Robert Hall. "Do you have anything to say for yourself before I p...
It all began with Sophia's ridiculous dare. We'd been sitting at Mason's Coffee Shop late one spring afternoon, sipping mochas (low-fat milk with whipped cream!) and taking a well-deserved breather from life as graduate students. As usual, Melinda was tapping away on her iPhone, texting as if she'd forgotten how to talk like the rest of us, somehow managin...
(With thanks to my friend, John, for some special editorial assistance, and to my new friend, Vanilla, who is anything but, for giving me the challenge.) * It started with a dare. I had been corresponding with a woman in London by email. We had hooked up when she sent me feedback about one of my stories on Literotica, and we began teasing and flirting. Sh...
CHAPTER 2: I am given a new uniform and travel to a new part of town In my absence Chloe and friends had forced open my locker, and all of my things - clothes, money, keys, 'phone, purse, make-up and so on - had been emptied out. In their place was just a shoe-box, with a post-it note attached. With a sinking heart I read the note. "Dear Little Miss Goo...
"Noooooooooooooooooooo!" That was the sound of me heading for trouble. Little did I know how sweet, how thrilling and how so sinfully satisfying this new trouble would be. Looking back now, I don't really remember what it was that I had been yelling about. Not that it matters. All that matters is that my penchant for wagering had landed me in soup once agai...
"Suddenly, I'm in the mood for finger food." [....hmmm, let me back up to the beginning of 'lunch'.] $$$$$$$$$$ The mingy, fine-grained blacktopped parking expanse was nearly esurient. To be expected, considering the adjuratory rain had just ceased. Now, the freshly-paved fragrance of the warming asphalt violated my nasal cilia. An assiduous sun sent an i...
It started with a dare. I had been corresponding via email and Instant Messages with a young woman in England who was shy and lacked self confidence. I'll call her Jenna. She couldn't seem to initiate any sexual event. So she talked me into the dare game. If I gave her something to do, as a dare, she seemed able to follow through. In this way she was able...
The party was winding down. Morgan had expected different from her best friend. Amber stood by the door ushering people out into the cool night air. As she was closing the door a chilly summer breeze blow back here long auburn hair and she felt the nipples on her 34c breasts harden slightly. "Well that's everyone that doesn't matter." She said as she swatt...