"I'm thinking of buying that nightgown, Thomas." Thomas looked in the catalogue, over Asha's shoulder, at the picture of the model lounging on a chaise, clad in a satin gown with a slit high enough to expose an almost indecent swath of creamy thigh. The blond woman was thin and by the look of her folded-up legs, he could tell she was tall, too. Maybe even t...
Scribbler's Notes: In the fashion of Shorn, I bring you Revealed, the second short story in my sex-free fetish series. Once again I steered clear of Non-Erotic, although this time for much more obvious reasons. Enjoy. * I brushed my sweat soaked strands of hair out of my face, fanning myself with a folded daily as the skytrain swayed gently along the track...
Ruby stuffed her arthritic hands deep into the folds of her warm Barbour jacket. Wind shivered through the bare tree limbs. With it came rain: icy horizontal rain that crept inside the snug shelter of her hood and pricked at her face. She gritted her dentures together and trudged on through the woods. Wet leaves, fallen on the ground, clung to her Wellington...
I like the blindfold. I like it because it causes her to reach out with her other senses, hearing, touch, smell, and everything is heightened. Every touch is a surprise. Every dangerous whisper near her ear is unexpected. It puts her in a state of helpless anticipation and even a little fear, since she knows what I'm capable of. Even though she knew what to...
Is there a right way or a wrong way to be passionate for your favorite sports team? Yes and I am going to give you a few tips on what not to do when rapped up in sports. Through many years of heartache (you will see what I mean when I tell you my favorite teams...LOL) I have learned some valuable lessons on how far to take my passion. I hope my ideas will ke...
It all started when I was working for the City Department of corrections where the corrections department only took young adults under the age of 19 years old. Needless to say, there were some really nice looking girls coming in to stay awhile, and my job was to supervise these girls and try to keep them out of trouble. One night I had the 12:00 am to 8:00...
For the first time in my life, I'm retired from sex and women. I'm done with sex. I've had it. I'm finished with women. Much like the one day at a time alcoholic with alcohol, who is on the wagon for seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months or years, too often he or she falls off and reverts right back to binge drinking. Although alcoholism is not cont...
The day I learned he was getting married I went out to a dive to drink alone and put the past to rest once and for all. On my 2nd beer and 4th shot of tequila I saw him at the other end of the bar where he was having his bachelor party and stared until he looked up. We maintained eye contact far too long, but neither of us made any other move. With nothing...
George stepped into his apartment. He heard the sounds of TV from the living room. He entered, and saw his girlfriend lying down on the couch, ass up wearing nothing but a pair of lace panties and a loose t-shirt. "Hey babe. Watcha watchi- wait" This was not their couch. The previous coach was gray, around 20 years old, and had been dragged through coll...
I was eagerly waiting his arrival home. I had a long luxurious soak in a tub filled with exotic smelling bubbles and was now squeaky clean. I had taken my time shaving my pussy, so it was soft smooth and now very wet with anticipation of what was to cumm! I heard the key in the door and my heart skipped a couple of beats. I grabbed him by his tie and pulled...