They dance closely, holding each other as near as possible. The ballroom is lighted romantically as hundreds of men and women dance the night away. They might as well be the only ones there, for all she can focus is him and all he can focus on is her. He's looking at her in the way a man looks at woman that he loves. His hands make their way a little too clo...
This isn’t the traditional Master/Slave story. This will have only 2 branches Male (Master)/Succubus (slave) or vice versa. If you want to add to one or the other, you need to piggyback off of the previous posters story line and continue where it was left off. Be creative but stick to the developing story. This is a Romance/Master-Slave story and the roles n...
Your name is Nikolas Creed, you are 19 years old and have just moved out of your parents. Your best friend Maria has been helping you move into your new place all weekend, It was her idea for you two to catch a movie to celebrate. You climb into your black jeep around 7:45, and head to the local mall where the theater is attached. You park it around the midd...
They had met online after she had posted a personal ad on Craig's List: Married woman looking for romance, it said, if he could paraphrase. It was a classy posting amid the no-strings-attached pleas for one night of animal sex, or the ads by women who said they were looking for a relationship, but, in fact, were just looking for a man to validate them with...
When her agent told her she needed photos for her new novel, Louisa had mixed feelings. The last photographer made her look fat. Twenty pounds heavier. She thought that happened only on TV. Sure, she had big boobs, but they were in her genes. All the women in her family were busty. Her older sister consisted only of mammary glands. She had two choices -- g...
Author's Notes: First and foremost, Always Faithful is a work of fiction; no characters depict any known persons. To the best of the author's knowledge, there is no women's clothing manufacturer by the name of Business Lady. This is the third post, another five percent, of a much longer story. I intend to submit successive parts frequently. Part Three is len...
"They've called another group meeting, so I probably won't get home until about nine. You might as well go ahead and eat supper." With a silent inward sigh, Barb answered, "OK. I'll have a plate ready for you to microwave. Love you, Don." Don responded with a quick, "Love you, too. Bye," and hung up. Such calls were not really unusual and Barb had to admi...
On fantasy: I don't masturbate much anymore, now that I have a guy who takes care of my sexual needs whenever and wherever I get horny. I do sometimes daydream-fantasize, sometimes about something we did together, sometimes just a phrase I used in writing one of my erotic stories will get me turned on. One phrase that works for me a lot, to easily turn me o...
Carl, a seasoned editor for a large publishing house, sat behind his desk wearing a white shirt with a navy blue tie, horned rimmed glasses that balanced low on his nose, wisps of hair that was not combed in place and had begun to grey, and an intense look on his face as he read Arlene's manuscript. Sitting across from him was a young slimly built woman with...
“I’m okay. C’mon Jan, it was your standard California earthquake. Well of course it’s all over the news, it’s an official natural disaster. There is no need for you to drop everything and fly home. Just imagine that conversation with your agent, your editor, and the publisher - exactly. Look, I’m fine, the house is fine, and the rest of the houses in the nei...