We'd only been married a short time, though we'd each been married before. And we'd made a promise to one another, both having suffered through the pains of rejection. Simply put, life was too short not to explore and enjoy our hearts desires. I had told Carol early on that regardless of whatever fantasies she might have, I would do my level best to see tha...
Welcome everyone. I apologize if these notes are longer than the usual author's pre-amble, but given that this is my first submission and those reading this have no idea what to expect or what my preferences are, I figured I'd prewarn you. This is a dark work. A lot of stories I find have some feel good elements where everyone winds up more or less happy --...
God it was cold out. Stepping through the doors of the mall I was happy to get out of the windy evening. I opened my jacket letting in the warmth of the indoor mall as I strode down the short hallway into the mall itself. My legs felt cold under my skirt as I listened to the music being piped over the loudspeakers. It sounded like Bing Crosby’s White Christm...
Gina walked into the women's restroom to the very familiar sound of yelling. "I don't care what day it is, I need to those reports finished! You better find a way to drag his ass into the office and get them done!" The woman in the bathroom was standing in front of the bathroom sink with a cell phone held to her ear. "That's right, you better thank me!" Wit...
DISCLAIMER This is a continuation of a story and will contain details about a couple exploring the world outside of their bedroom. This means that swinging/open marriage is involved and if you do not agree with sharing your spouse please stop reading now and don't bother to comment. We all have opinions but if you don't agree with it then we don't need to h...
I've been writing my own poetry for the last several years, but I had not thought about reading it in public until recently when I saw a sign about an open-mic night at a local coffeehouse. The sign said that this new coffeehouse was to start having an open-mic night every Wednesday evening at 6 o'clock. The idea was planted in my head, but I was still unsu...
Steve the Man of Virtue JOHN AITEK, JULY 2011 CHAPTER ONE Steve sat on the sofa at home one Sunday afternoon when all of a sudden he felt sexually aroused. His birthday had only been last week, and he had turned thirty. What really bothered him during my birthday was the fact that he was still a virgin. His friends at work had been putting him down for be...
Two months later: "You and Doctor Jamison have talked about your Aunt Ruth?" I was watching Alyssa race through a big maze of stout, hollow tubes hung from the ceiling at Chuck E. Cheese's. I could only see her through the occasional window and a few clear plastic sections in the big, round pipes. The happy screams of young children playing on equipment des...
Part 2 of an experience I had, each story can be read independently. I'm a purely deviant, sexually charged man. I had found a girl with the lowest self-esteem possible and I was continuing my exploitation of her, at my leisure. Kyla age 19, most definitely a BBW and almost SBBW, submissive, still lived with her folks in a middle class suburban neighbour...
I don't particularly remember the first time I saw my wife - though I certainly remember the first time I saw her mother. Oh, I won't forget that day in a hurry I can tell you. I still cringe at the memory. Trudy, my girlfriend at the time was someone I knew from way back when we were kids, someone who hung around with the same group of people that I hung a...