This is the first of several stories about Jo An Bancroft a refined southern lady and her long journey into sexual awareness and permissiveness. * At the start of this story the south was largely puritanical protestant. Men were expected to be gentlemen and women were expected to be pure and chaste. And if you were, "well brought up", in a typical souther...
Janet and I were riding back home from a lunch meeting. Somehow we got on the topic of sex. I wasn't too surprised, it had been a long time since I had gotten any, from anyone. I secretly wanted to go back to her place and seduce her but she had to go to work at 5:00. Did I mention she was a stripper? She found it funny to tease me by showing me her 7 inch h...
(Toyboy has been introduced to Hotopenlips by Softpetals, and he is waiting to meet the woman who needs sensual, erotic pleasure.) Like a snail, three days slid by in monotonous activities as an aroused Toyboy waited for a reply from the elusive Hotopenlips. Well, wait was the sage and pithy advise given by Softpetals. He went to college as usual and bac...
On the way home in her large Jaguar, my wife tried to suppress a snicker, which became a snigger, and finally a full-blown laugh. We were giving her sexy best friend, Paula Pain, a lift back to our place for drinks after my second humiliation session with Maitresse Yvette, and I was – naturally – in the back seat, my rightful place, I guess, now I was being...
"Angie," I asked, "have you ever been to a porn shop?" "Well, yeah, in college, a couple of the sorority sisters and I got drunk and on a dare, we went one time. I remember it being dark and full of seedy looking men. When we woke up in the morning, we found we had bought a ten-inch lifelike dildo. I guess we needed something to prove we'd actually been th...
My new life started the day I found my husband's magazine stash. We were doing some cleaning out. Old clothes were at the top of my list because we needed closet space. While Larry was dealing with the attic, putting up hangers and moving boxes around, I was attacking his closet. As I pulled out a batch of his oldest suits and shirts, I found about forty ma...
I haven't had a lot of luck with exes. There was the one who took half my record collection with her. The one who left me feeling bereft and empty for months before announcing, when the gap was irreconcilable, that she thought we'd done the wrong thing by splitting. The one who copied her key to my flat before returning it and turned up in the middle of t...
CHAPTER 1 After another tiring and uninspiring day at the office, Amber Swanson walked home from the bus stop. The pretty close-cropped blonde had coffee with her parents before she changed and went out to the pool at the bottom of the garden, leaving her retired parents fixed on a re-runs of comedy shows on TV. "Dinner will be at 7:00 as usual," said her...
This will make more sense if you have read the preceding parts. Chloe seems hardly aware of what is happening, eyes unfocused as she is fed yet another little treat sweet (which she takes with unthinking gratitude), then quickly tidied up, her hair brushed, make-up retouched, hands once again cuffed at the back of her neck and then led, walking this time (t...
Start Without Me Six years after we both graduated from college I ran into Allison Caroll in the mall. While we were only casually acquainted in college, we found out that we had a lot in common now. Namely we are both obsessed with work and career. Allison is an accountant with aspirations for a career in corporate management. My name is Brad Marks, curren...