Dear Shoeblossom, I enjoy your letters, and greatly identify with many of your readers. Not a lot of kinky adventures happen in our little hamlet of Frog's Neck, but I can attest to some action here! My wife Eris is my dominant, and at first I think we tried to keep our tête-à-têtes between us, but Eris at some point decided she wanted to expand my horizon...
This one is the closest to a true story as anything so far. As always, comments of all denominations are welcome. ***** Julie Brown was something special. Opinion was universal. She was bright and worked hard, the teachers respected her. She was a great swimmer, so the coaches loved her too. She broke records and kicked ass in inter-school meets from her e...
This is Chapter 3 of Accepted, a continuing story about Sasha Milovic. If you have not read the previous chapters, please check it out before diving in! I had originally written the first three chapters before deciding to submit them, so please be patient as I work on future ones. After seeing how long (or short!) the first two ended up being when publishe...
I was in line at the checkout counter of the Central Public Library. Wasn't really looking up, I was on my phone as all civilized people are when standing in line. We moved forward a step and when I finally did look up, I was treated to the backside of a frumped-out redhead. Tattered plaid miniskirt, pale legs, and a half-tucked blouse. My first thought was...
Charlotte laughed as she walked with her two friends. She skipped ahead to open the school's front doors. A slightly chilly breeze interrupted her enjoyment as Lacy's way-too-short skirt ruffled to reveal red lace. She rolled her eyes and wondered which one it had been this time. And, to no surprise, she asked: "Hey, Lacy. Your outfit's awfully skimpy today...
Sarah is my best friend. We have known each other since grade school. We have double-dated in high school. Hell, we even juggled the same guy between us as our boyfriend for nearly a year without him having a clue about what we were doing. She even dated my husband, Sam, before I did. She was the maid of honor at my wedding. Best friends forever, that's us....
When I was around 30 years old, my wife and I made arrangements to meet after work at her parents house. We were going to a play that evening and Mom and Dad's house was convenient since it was close to both of our workplaces. We would not have had time to go home change. I left work a little early that day and arrived at her parents house at around 3:00 p...
The next morning Jordan and I had woken up. We talked to each other for a little about the great time we both had last night and how we were both also eager to see each other and have sex again. We both got out of bed and put some clothes on. I then walked him out of my room and to the front door where my roommate Erica spotted me walking Jordan to the doo...
The cool fall air really lifted April's spirits. The cool breeze raised goose bumps on her bare legs. She wore her old cheerleader shorts, a hoodie sweatshirt over a Camp t-shirt and scruffy white sneakers. She'd been coming to this Camp since she was a little girl. She and her brothers had been camp counselors in High School and she'd worked summers as a he...
I love the game of golf. It's relaxing, it takes me away from the pressures of the job, and it allows me to strike a mental balance between competition and fun. While one can surely compete against others in a tournament setting, it's really an individual game. The golfer makes the good (or bad) swing, not his or her opponent. The worst shot imaginable can...