It's taken all my nerve to make this appointment with the photographer. He specializes in what his internet ad called 'boudoir photos'. I have read enough women's love novels to know a boudoir is just a sexy word for bedroom. Plus, the picture in the advert showed a classy, attractive lady laying back on a bed wearing a beautiful, silk negligee. Let me tel...
In Search of the Final Freedom: An Erotic Socio-Political Novel Author's note: This is the first chapter of a novel on which I have been writing on and off for several years. It is based on the real culture of the modern American south; however any relationship to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Comments and feedback are always appreciate...
This story is set in the Soviet Union, beginning in the Communist era, when two women tourists decide to ignore the rules on export of restricted items. There are consequences for both, for one humiliating and the other highly inconvenient. The story involves a sequel, when there is a return to scene at a later time. * * * * * Chapter 1 Alone at Last I...
Author's note: This is the second part of a two-part story. Ch II is essentially self-contained, but there are many references to events described in Ch I, which you will find in the 'Group Sex' collection. To readers who enjoyed Ch I, I hope you will find Ch II a worthy conclusion to the story of Morton and Jane. If you are squeamish, though, it's probably...
Thanks to SlaveGirl70 for the help with editing. She suffered so you don't have to. This is a romance in the shadow of betrayal and revenge. ************************************** The star-filled Arizona sky was fixed in the windshield as the rest of the state raced past. There were no tail lights ahead and the nearest headlights had merged into a single...
Alan didn't particularly like playing for the basketball team. He didn't like Saturday practices, or Friday night games. He didn't like lifting weights. He sure as hell didn't enjoy running laps around the track. He liked the game of basketball itself okay, but the main reason he'd joined the team in the first place was to get some pussy, and as an eighteen...
* * * * * * * * * * Written by Diane (cuddlydbear) and Ken James * * * * * * * * * * "I'm glad the graduation party is starting," I say as I close the door of the Dorchester Hotel suite's master bedroom behind us. "Starting?" you ask innocently. "What have we been doing in the ballroom for the last few hours? All those kids dancing, drinking and occasion...
Truly and simply a story of fantasy. None of the names are real as related to me and I’m defiantly not the boy, but I’m sure most of us men would like to have been him. ********************************************** Chapter one: By the time I’d turned fourteen my hormones had kicked in and sex was becoming an obsession with me. At every opportunity I wo...
During our first year of marriage, Scott had been assigned to Korea for a 13-month tour. It was an accompanied tour; that meant he could bring his new wife over. But he'd decided on the advice of the Army, to go over by himself for a few weeks, find housing and get things ready for his lovely wife. Korea's a tough place to find decent housing, and it was thr...
I observe myself in the mirror now like every morning. I see the man before me growing older, but feel the mind inside beating his chest and feeling as youthful as ever. I often hear that men lose their urge to procreate with their partners after a certain point, but as I stand here watching my wife's reflection. The rising and falling from her gentle slumbe...