Lydia felt especially naughty that morning. Even more so than usual, if that was possible. Perhaps it was the fact that she was on her first overnight trip with her new man, albeit less than a hundred miles from her home. Or more likely, was the fact that she had just gotten, as the Brits might say, "royally and properly fucked" by pre-dawn this morning....
Let's say we go to a nice steakhouse, one that's dimly lit with semi-private booths. I'm in a pair of thin slacks and a black silk professional cut shirt. You're in a long flowing silk gown that's low cut almost to your bellybutton in the front and the skirt drops almost to your ankles. Other than the gown, the only things you're wearing are a pearl necklac...
It was a Tuesday night in January. My name is Anna Maria. My stage name is Bosco—because my skin is chocolaty smooth like the old chocolate syrup drink they used to sell in New Jersey. I'm a stripper. I currently dance at a place called Sky Dive near Chicago. My mom was Italian. My dad was black. I take after my mom in lots of ways. Mom raised me Catholic. I...
I went to a very exclusive small liberal school back east somewhere. It used to be single-sex, but prided itself on a successful transition to co-education. We were known in the nearby town though as a bit of a party school. Well, let's just say actually it was a huge work hard/play hard kind of school. Lots of drugs on Thursday, lots of hung-over kids in th...
Celia, The Cello, and Cigarettes My name is Francis. I teach ballroom dancing. Rock music never turned me on. I could listen to Metallica, Aerosmith, or The Who... It all sounded the same to me. Like noise. I was trained as a classical musician. I played woodwinds -- the flute, clarinet, saxophone, even the bassoon. My father, who played violin, wanted to...
I thought maybe writing about the first time I was with Russ and Rayna would get it out of my system, but it just brought all those feelings back up to the surface. My husband and I made love after I posted the story, but I couldn't finish. I need what I used to need. I need the sound of a hand slapping my ass over and over. I need the spike of pain to go th...
As my 30th birthday approached, my wife Eva told me she had a special surprise planned for my birthday. She said she thought I was going to really enjoy it. Later I overheard her making reservations at a French restaurant that had recently opened to rave reviews. I was eager to try it. I thought I knew what my surprise was going to be. My birthday fell on S...
I had just been separated from the military and took the train to my former community. I say former because my family had moved to another community about fifty miles away while I was in the service. I wanted to stop in my former community and see a few friends, particularly the wife of the News Agency owner. I had worked for them for a few years before I l...
The WWE has changed alot since this storyline began so there are indescrepancies between the story and real life. I apologise for this. This is a very storyline driven chapter so if you have not read others in the series I suggest you do so first. The stories in chronological order are as follows: Helping Torrie Wilson Helping Torrie Wilson Ch. 2 Helping T...
Sometimes you just want to write a fun sexy story. I hope you enjoy this one. Randi. ***** My rental house on the back side of my property had been empty for a month. I had decided against renting it out. I was just going to use it as a guest house for a while. Renters are a hassle and I didn't need the money. My latest book was still on the shelves and it...