Oh Man, I was down on my knees with my head buried between your mothers slightly parted thighs, panting like a dog on a hot a summer's day, as I tried to regain my breath. My eyes were burning and watery and I had that musty repugnant fishy smell of your Mother's sexually over heated snatch up my nose. And I still had that awful, salty, tawny taste of your...
I think Mass Avenue is the most beautiful street in Washington. Of course, I live on Mass Avenue. I work at a research place further out, which is convenient because each morning when I go to work the traffic is flowing into the downtown area and the reverse is true in the afternoon. DC without traffic -- no one believes me when I tell them. From my sixth fl...
Part 1 My very first sexual experience (other than masturbation) was a blow job. It wasn't intended to start out that way, but that's what happened. And that's actually another story! By the time this particular blow job took place, I had lived in numerous places around the world, including many places where sex, nudity and overall attitudes are significan...
AUTHOR'S NOTE Welcome back! First of all, some explanation is due. I already published Chapter 2 of The Conclave, sort of, but once it got uploaded and I re-read it, I decided I wasn't altogether happy with the direction the story was going. See, I actually had two potential plot outlines for where this story was going, and, as dictated by Sod's Law, the on...
Perhaps, it's thanks to Hitchcock's "Rear Window" that people believe Manhattan to be a voyeur paradise, but contrary to that popular misconception, I can attest, after living here for thirty years; it's not true. I have had only one voyeuristic delight, and what a delight it was. Most people--especially women--are not exhibitionists, they keep their blinds...
Author's note: This tale features a brain-damage fetish, unorthodox sex, and unstable people over age 18. This story is sexual but not really erotic, and is NOT for the squeamish, although nobody is forced, harmed, or trepanned here. I aimed the power drill at my forehead and pulled the trigger. The motor spun up to speed like a solid dust-devil. My future...
We've enjoyed writing up these stories and the LITTLE feedback we've gotten. Would you PLEASE send us more! * Hi, folks. Sue here again, with Yvonne doing the real writing. This is the story of my first sexy adventure with Paul. It takes place at the same lake cabin as Yvonne's story. This all happened almost 15 years ago. It's not really PUBLIC nudity, b...
I was sitting alone at the bar of my Boston hotel having a drink and mulling over the events of the past few days. I could not believe that Sue and I had actually planned and executed her affair with Paul, a mutual friend. With my encouragement, Sue had seduced, fucked, and spent the night with Paul (See Ch. 01). I was trying to get my head straight on how I...
Mytilene is an ancient city, founded in the 11th century BC, in mythology by the Amazons, and is today the capital city on the island of Lesbos. Very close to modern day Turkey, and ancient Troy. Homer recorded that the Amazon queen, Penthesilia, fought with the Trojans to defend their city. Queen Penthesilia brought twelve Amazon warriors with her to Troy,...
No one under eighteen allowed. Story is fiction, any resemblance to any person living or not living is purely ridiculous. Be kind in your comments, especially you Mr anonymous. This story is a fantasy, so try to relax. ***** I don't remember how I got home from the bar. I don't remember getting into my townhouse. I vaguely remember giving the barman my c...