Her Story (The following story is set in Northeast Louisiana in December 1844—the antebellum South. It is a harvest celebration. The language used is authentically Southern from the time period. All of the characters mentioned herein are between 18 and 21 years of age. This is the first of a series of stories told from both the female and the male perspecti...
I'm a computer geek by trade, although you wouldn't guess it to look at me. At 6'4", 235lbs, most people assume me to be into manual labor. On top of that, I'm decorated with a few nice tattoos, so I'm not the typical pale-skinned, bug-eyed computer geek most people picture when they think of the "computer guy." I actually only got into the computer field be...
Before I start you have to understand that neither my husband nor I had any intention or even conversation about swinging before this vacation. We are married now for 10 years and have two kids. As most couples with kids after a family vacation there wasn't much time or money left over for just a couples retreat, so we hadn't planned on any good one on one t...
My friend Denise picked me up at the airport . It had been a late flight, something like 11pm local time and I had already been up since 4am Chicago time, been to class, checked out of the hotel, sat in O'Hare for 3 hours and spent another 4 hours on the plane. She had worked that day and was tired too, not to mention she had just got over a cold. Plus her h...
There are some mild BDSM elements in this story. If you don’t like a little rough play with your anal, this might not be for you. By the time I ass-fucked Kelly I didn’t even like her anymore. And you know what? As sad as it sounds, that made it even better for me. I didn’t worry about her pleasure. I didn’t care if I hurt her a little. All my pent-up anger...
I grew conscious in small, quiet steps, my senses waking up just as slowly, one by one. I felt the heat of the sun caressing the side of my face and the warmth of the two now familiar bodies pressed to my front and back. I sensed the smell of sawdust and fabric softener along with an undefinable but distinctly male scent. I heard the soft breaths of both Ben...
We had just parked, when he told me to remain in the car. I watched as he reached behind my seat and brought the leather hood out. My heart quickened and I noticed something was different. In one hand, he held the hood, and the other held the cock gag. We had never used the gag before and my mind raced. Did I want to be gagged? Do I have a choice? I would n...
Standard disclaimer: If you are under 18, offended by sexually explicit and erotic stories, or it is illegal where you are to read/possess such material, STOP READING NOW. Over the course of many years and many friends and lovers, I've had the opportunity to help some uncover deeply hidden sexual desires and fantasies. This series will serve as my memory bo...
You're sitting behind your computer thinking, what kind of surprise can I come up with? As you ponder that thought, you type a short email message. Really looking forward to our time together today. Are you leaving work early? you click the send button. Almost instantly, my computer indicates a new email message. As I open the email file, I see your secre...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault It was intentionally written without names. It was initially intended to be a part of a larger project in the works, but didn't fit and was submitted as an independent story. From the requests of various readers I am continuing the story, and breaking my own rule of not submitting anything until it is complete. At thi...