Author's note: like all my stories, this one explores real-life situations magnified into grotesque caricature, for purposes of exploring motivations and the power of fantasy in heightening pleasure with some safety. That safety would likely evaporate in the event that any of this passed into reality; hence, the purpose of writing any of this. It is utter fa...
I leaned against the doorframe watching the sun caress the angel in my bed. She slept soundly, her breasts rising and falling with each precious breath, her milky legs splayed immodestly, one arm thrown over her head and the other resting comfortably against her lower stomach. She was picture perfect and intoxicating in her sleeping innocence. I drank in h...
Several weeks after her first experiment in the art of seduction, I found upon my return home Mary once again posing naked on the living room rug This time she had no accouterments adorning any part of her body. Instead, she had chosen to display her body by assuming a pose which she knew I appreciated. Namely, after kneeling, she had folded her legs to the...
The sky couldn't be any bluer and the weather couldn't be more perfect. Doug and Melissa had been looking forward for weeks to a double date with their close friends, Tom and Janine. Both couples had dropped their kids off with a babysitter, a mutual friend who agreed to watch all the kids together, and since it was a summer Friday night, there was no need t...
Tonight was the night I was going to give my man a treat. He had a high-stress job, and he worked hard every day. Every night that he came home, which would usually be very late, he would immediately reach for a beer in the fridge, sit down on the couch in front of the TV, and watch whatever was on until he finished his beer and drifted off. I would sit down...
Many thanks to Jedbeaker for his comments and his editing of this story. *********** This story is slight softer than most of my other stories because even such things as described in this story might happen now and then in the real life. *********** It was seven o'clock on a Tuesday evening when I and my six year old daughter, Amanda returned home from...
This is the fourth story in a series of tales about a group of 50 something workers. Prologue Sex mad, that's me. Always have been and always will be. I simply can't get enough of it. Trouble is; most of the partners I've had haven't really been able to satisfy me. I wouldn't freely admit to having had many men. But the reality is that I've had a lot. I s...
There must be something inherently lucky about February 29--leap day. That's the day I went to get my hair cut by the gal Carla who's been cutting my hair for over a year. She does an excellent job and has an interesting personality, so I always wait for her. To tell you the truth, I originally selected her because she's good looking. Anyway, the place was...
Author's note: Constructive criticism is welcomed, both in the public comments and via email. They only help an author learn to write better, right? Please remember that flaming a story only makes you look less than intelligent. If you didn't like it, you didn't have to read it. Many thanks to hugo_sam and rgraham666 for reading it through, and to TxRad fo...
It all happened so quickly that I can barely remember the details. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was doing my laundry in the dorm laundry room when she came in. I've seen her around campus before and regularly pictured her naked body pressed against mine while I pleasured myself. Her name is Carrie. She is almost as tall as I am at about 5'7" with bleach...