When my wife, Lisa, and I were dating, and we talked about being exclusive, I wasn't really expecting the question of "does that mean for sex, too?" The obvious answer to me was "yes, that means sex too - what do you think 'exclusive' means?" but not to her. Where I'd only been in one relationship before, and only ever fooled around with a few people, she'...
Nefarious Schemes and Long-term Plans Four weeks later, the Matriarch was still fuming. The Festival had gone well, the people were happy and her position was once more secure. But she wanted that damned source of Triple-A Perfect and she wanted it NOW! "Mistress, your Chief of Security is here," Madge announced from the doorway. "Send her in," the M...
Prologue I suppose that you could call me successful. At 25 I am a highly regarded expert in the IT field and pretty well paid. I joined the Company direct from school at the age of sixteen. Academic, I wasn't. They started me off in data input, but I was fascinated by the hardware and software and in my spare time read as much as I could about it. I guess...
The words and language of submission had run through her head for many years. The rhythmic cadence of them haunting her waking hours and invading her mind at night. The fantasies had been with her for so many years that they were a comforting old friend. Created from the darkest desires of her heart and from the vivid images from her online research and the...
As I walked up the stairs, following Olivia, I couldn't help but ogle the way her firm ass swayed with every step. I also remembered the way that I followed her up another set of stairs, a year or so earlier. It was at a nightclub where we were all regulars, The Straylight. I was there with Dana, a grad student that I was dating at the time, and also in atte...
An early effort (2010), dug up out of the archive just in time for the Summer Lovin' 2020 Contest. Suitable for a SLORE (Summer Loving Orgasmic Reading Experience). * Lenny and I had been hoping for one last fling of summer. The three months between high school graduation and college (for us the University of New Hampshire) is supposed to be a superb perio...
Pulp fiction 1 A ghost story That day was a very normal day. I did not know what was about to happen until it happened. I was just leaving my workplace and I was so hungry that I did not want to go home and make something to eat, it would have taken too much time. Thus, I had an excellent idea to go to a Shaorma place. But when I entered there, they had m...
Scarlett tapped a pen against her pursed lips. Hmmm. The blonde glanced at her sheet, then at Kristen's. "You were bigger than me!" "I still am!" Kristen called back. It had been two weeks since Scarlett embraced the goddess, as they came to call it, and drank from the cup. It had been a busy two weeks. She had packed up her residence, moved into Kristen's...
The evening after Ashley and I showered together, she suggested that we start exploring herbal supplements. It came from her complimenting me on my girlish ways and didn't I wish I had breasts like hers. It progressed to the point that I admitted that I would love to have breasts. After hearing that, she told me about her limited research into the subject. I...
A word of thanks to HawaiiBill and glenboy for their help and advice with the story, and a special thanks to Jan Bakels for giving me permission to use his forest pictures in the illustrations. * Have you ever heard of White Women? They were well known, in the more rural parts of my country, the Netherlands. You could see them drifting between the trees on...