Author's Note: People frequently ask if Dana's Diary is autobiographical. Most of the stories are based on events that actually occurred, in which I played a starring role. Others are based on events that occurred, but in which I was at best a supporting actress, and the rest are products of my imagination. In any given case, you decide, because I won't tell...
"Where's your husband?" I expected her to say sleeping. I expected her to say, who knows and who cares. I expected her to say, don't worry about him. We have an open marriage. I expected her to say, he's gay and hasn't touched me in years. I never expected her to say what she said next. "He's in the doorway," she said holding my face between her legs. I p...
Monica Witt couldn't believe that she was about to come—and that her dreams were about to come true. It had been nearly 30 years since she had first fallen in love. She was just nine years old when her parents took her to see Michael Jackson in concert during the "Bad" tour in Brisbane. She thought Michael was the most gorgeous man who had ever lived, and t...
Janey was taking a break from her shopping when she first saw him. He was tall, dark and handsome, of course, why else would she have noticed? She was sitting at a sidewalk table of the local cafe, deciding where next to spend Arnold's hard earned cash when he sat at the next table, perfect jeans moulded to his perfect arse, eyes tantalisingly hidden behind...
Dear Lynn, Happy Valentine's Day! Five of them now and each one better than the last. My words can never express how much I love you. I never thought I could find such a perfect (and kinky) woman. Last night was incredible. When your voluptuous, full body straddled my cock and buried me so deep, it was all I could do not to cum immediately. Just watching...
First time poster. It all started out with a naughty text! Text message sent to wife while at work at 11:00a.m.: I was just thinking yesterday and this morning about how I like to kiss down your neck then go lower to your chest then to the tops of your breasts, than kiss your nipples and lick and suck at one breast as I kneed and squeeze the other with my...
When my husband joined me in bed, I figured this was the time to raise the issue. "Fred, what do you think about Denise?" "Denise?" The question clearly caught him off guard, although he pulled me close as usual as if nothing was amiss. "She's a good girl. Her mother would've been proud of how she's grown into a fine young woman. Why do you ask?" I hes...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan November 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * The following are 15 fifty-word stories w...
"Strip. Get off all those ugly man clothes. Now." I looked around, saw the bathroom and started toward it and heard her stomp her feet. I looked back and saw her grimly shaking her head and pointing to the floor near her left foot. I stood in the designated spot and the look on her face was grimmer yet. She moved her hand slightly, indicating DOWN. I kneel...
I had a Toy again. It had been ages since I'd been with someone who could fill the role.. in the bedroom, she belonged to me entirely, but in other things she was strong, independent, my equal. It always made the submission that much sweeter, seeing this willful creature kneel patiently as she awaited new direction on how best to pleasure me. Tonight she...