Authors note: I really wasn't planning on writing something else for the Winter Holidays Story Contest, but as I viewed social media with disgust as Black Friday unfolded, I had a sudden idea and churned out this short, sexy satire. It's completely different than my previous entry. Again its satire, so of course it's unrealistic (at least, parts of it). No m...
This is dedicated to Shooter, the most authentic and believable writer of the few stories I've read on here. Amazingly enough, I have a friend whose nickname is shooter and he is a real-life photographer -- and a great writer. Elements of this story are true and I am supplying clues throughout. My wife's name is Susan. Chapter 1 It's often hard to believe...
I'd been out most of the morning, getting my pampering completed, Nails, Hair, Bikini and Body Waxing, and spent an outrageous amount of Jeff's money on some very salacious sexy underwear. Jeff does like the soft latex and faux leather look and he'll be pleased to know my latest purchases will not disappoint him. In my shopping bags were a very provocative q...
This story is a sequel to "Jason and the Johnsons." I had a number of requests to provide a sequel. I find sequels somewhat difficult as they can often, in my mind, fail to measure up to the original nor will they go in the direction that everyone who asked for a sequel wanted (e.g., regrettably, "My Little Brownie Cupcake," was not so well received). But, t...
After Allen left, Mrs. Jones went to her full length mirror. She was completely nude. She could still taste him on her lips and his cum was leaking from her well satisfied wet pussy. She looked at herself for a moment with a big smile on her face and said out loud, "You sexy bitch Diane, you've still got it!" She glanced at the clock and realized she needed...
This story is long....very long. I considered breaking it into chapters, but I didn't want another series. I wanted it all in one shot. So, you are forewarned! Please vote and as always, send me your feedback other than it was a long story...that I know. By the way, some of this story is based on reality. Enjoy! ******************************** The pr...
I'd been giving some thought to my avowed threat to debase Elle in some way when I took her to the Halloween Party at our private sex club, "Options," on Saturday night. While the genesis of that idea had come while I sat listening to her "falsified" account of the proceedings with Allen... thinking about it during the day on Saturday made me wonder if I s...
She sat next to the woman on the bar stool. Her long black skirt and long sleeved red top, cut close to her neck revealed nothing of her body. She wore black shoes with black stockings, but only her ankles could be seen. "So you think you are a slave." the blond woman said. "yes Ma'am," the girl replied, looking down. "What makes you think that?" "My des...
The driver who had met Sherrie on her first and second arrivals at the Christchurch airport was grinning at her as he waited at baggage claim while she made her way through a throng of people, all who seemed intent on being the first to retrieve their luggage. "Dr. Mathison! So good to see you again!" said the dark-skinned man known only as "Catchy" to Sher...
I fell asleep after my swim, my arms tired but curled comfortably into a pillow. The sun's touch felt warm and gentle on my back, and the sound of the waves lapping peacefully in the background lulled me into an easy slumber until the touch of his hand woke me. "You're late," I scolded gently. He rolled me onto my back and I shaded sleepy eyes against the s...