Holding each other, they fell asleep, a beautiful tangle of limbs and hands and bodies. This was how Anthony found them when he came home. He stood in the doorway of their loft room, looking at the two women, so innocent-looking, despite their nakedness. It seemed they were meant to be this way, completely natural and comfortable with each other. He moved...
After the milk and cognac mixture and the wonderful lovemaking with Ingrid I had no difficulty at all falling asleep with her beautiful stepdaughter lying naked in my arms. As I slept I dreamt of the wonderful welcome I had already been afforded from this German family who had taken me into their home for the Christmas holidays. I dreamt of sweet Andrea pr...
The scene: a text-only cybersex chatroom. "MistressLisa" has just invited "bi_curious_debbie" to a private chat. The following conversation ensues. MistressLisa: Hi, how are you? bi_curious_debbie: fine thanks, you? MistressLisa: Good thanks. A/S/L? bi_curious_debbie: Sorry i'm new here. Whats ASL? MistressLisa: Age/Sex/Location. bi_curious_debbie: Oh...
The warden's wife went about her daily activities without a care in the world. Little did she know that Calaban the rapist had broken out of her husband's prison and slipped into her bedroom. One thought, and one thought only, dominated Calaban's mind. He would take vengeance for all the warden's little cruelties by ravishing the wife and spending all the pe...
It's my body and I can do whatever I want with it, isn't that one of the most sacred mantras of the feminist movement? As a Muslim woman from the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, the heartland of Islam, and a fledgling feminist, I have often butted heads with my well-meaning but ill-informed and at times, culturally clueless western friends. To me, there is more t...
Sometimes, it gets annoying that people consider my husband Isaac Blackstone and I to be like unicorns or something simply because we're a happily married and successful black couple that dabbles into BDSM, Swinging and lately, Female Domination and Cuckoldry. My name is Yemaja Jacobs-Blackstone and I got a story to share with you, dear reader. It's about pu...
"Let's get out of here," Amal Abdirahman said softly, and Haika Livni nodded in agreement, disgusted by what she'd just heard on the bus. The older Arab man sitting across from them looked angrily at the two young gay men, one black and one white, who got on the 95 bus at Tunney's Pasture Station, hand in hand, and shook his head, apparently disturbed by wha...
Looking up from my book, I saw he was staring at me again. I was on holiday, lying on a sunbed, and the hotel gardener had been openly ogling my body for up to half an hour at a time for the past three days. Everywhere I went, he would appear. It was starting to creep me out, but also turn me on. This time I allowed myself to catch his eye, and he came over....
It had been, frankly, a rather wretched Friday. It started badly when Mr Jameson, the chief librarian, trapped me (again) in Maritime History (M to R) and practically wrestled me to the floor. When I told him for the umpteenth time that my interests lay in a different direction, he rather breezily replied that he was 'up for soixante neuf if that's what you...
I had been away on a last minute business trip for a few weeks. It was not a pleasant time, both due to work which went badly but more so because of what happened the day before I left. Gypsy had made a mistake of note. No, not a mistake. She had known what she was doing. She knew I had been mad, crazy angry when I left. I knew I was justified and was quite...