Reader be aware; this is a story within a story. This story is about a man named Brian who is writing a story about two fictional characters named Yvette and Stuart. Brian's co-worker is named Evelyn. Evelyn is intrigued by reading Brian's story. Certain passages that begin with the term [Open Doc] indicate that a character is reading a story. The term [Clo...
I believe that one of the most powerful motivational forces in the world is to deny a man something that is constantly waved in front of their nose day in and day out. If the man knows that the denied item has been had and enjoyed by another man the force is multiplied. My wife Vivan is an attractive lady, she has many fine attributes, but her finest has to...
This is a true story, I hope it does not come back and bite me! I was a young married man, an electronics engineer, working as a development test engineer in a small west midlands town. I worked in a tiny faraday cage, a metal box on a raised plinth surrounded by copper wire mesh to keep the radio transmissions the equipment I was testing from escaping. Thi...
I am Serena, a happily married woman. I must have been in my late 30s when I got a job in the office of a local printers. In the office was the wife of the owner and their 18 year old son Marc who was waiting to go to university. In the factory there were about 15 men. I had been married to Mark for about 15 years and always been faithful to him. In those da...
Todas are an indigenous pastoral tribe inhabiting the Nilgiri Hills in Southern India. Their customs are of great interest to sociologists, and to those who study human sexual behaviour. The tribe is not becoming extinct, but the customs for which they are famous are disappearing. Have these people found the key to perfect peace and harmony, or are they prim...
Before all of you go nuts and scream at me. This story will be used to replace the ASP story I was writing. Someone I truly respect as advised me to take that one down and revamp it, using only one couple at a time. So this is the story of Mirage and Hunter. I hope you enjoy it! * * * * Mirage Chapter One The screaming was loud and—she had to admit—annoyi...
Our Barely Legal-Aged Local Bar Adventure Beginnings I wrote in another section about how we started going to Strip Clubs in the Midwest as soon as we were of legal age. There were many strip joints in the next city. Some were up-scale and many sleazy low-classed neighborhood dives. A combination of low pay, more fun at the little joints, and raising a new...
Writer's note - this is the third in what is intended to be a series of short stories about April - a petite, attractive, mature, married, redhead. Each story will stand in isolation though the length and depth is likely to develop with each new story so it might be best to start at the first story and work your way though. Today April has a brief encounte...
Judy had become very aware that she had attracted the attention of the men working down at the community centre. As she made her way along the street she smiled inwardly, her gait changing into almost a skip. For a woman in her mid twenties and already married for five years Judy was nevertheless still quite shy, naïve and girlish in her outward appearance a...
Not all just about writing erotica, this story is about car buff stuff for car buffs. Susan discusses her other passion the automobile. Of all the things that I learned about driving faster from Bob Bondurant and his team of drivers is that driving smoother is faster. With my eyes only looking to where I want to go, needing to feel the car to know what the...