The stranger's story: Up until the last night, it had been a pretty normal business trip to Boston. I'd been busy every day, taken in a Red Sox game with a client one night, enjoyed some great seafood, nothing unusual. My business done, I was looking forward to returning home to L.A. the next morning. I knew that my wife Julie was anxious to see me and that...
How to start this? I guess I want to shout-out about my, or about our, good fortune, share with you the story of some of our recent adventures. We have buddies who we share stories and anecdotes with, but none of them are the kinds of friends who might understand our rather kinky and unconventional behaviour of late. Maybe we underestimate them, but we're...
Judy entered her husband's study carrying a cup of coffee. All had been peaceful over the last couple of weeks and Judy was very grateful that the sexual demands Ben had placed on her had eased off. The sex act itself now had a roughness about it though generally was still performed with a bizarre detachment and silence save for short periods when Ben would...
Jamie met Lil on the boardwalk at the beach in town. Each of them was unaware of the other until that special day. Jamie sat on the sand with her feet barely touching the waterside. Lil had been jogging for about a half-hour. She was in her own world that is until she saw the back of Jamie's buttocks. That definitely caught her attention. It was protruding o...
It's a hot summer day, I have been laying in my bed all morning, naked, trying to find a cure for the summer heat with nothing but a broken AC and a fan on high. Sweat drips down my chest, beads struggling over the slant of my collarbone and then bursting and rushing down my breasts. I fan myself, squirming, a pool of sweat under the nape of my back. I hear...
It was the giggling that began to pull Keith out of his head. Sitting in English class, halfway through the fall of his senior year of high school at St. Michael's Catholic, Keith couldn't find the energy or heart to care about Hester Prynne or her scarlet letter. So, he'd let himself drift off into fantasy. This fantasy - like many of his since the beginnin...
Joan grabbed the knob and the bathroom door and, as slowly and as quietly as she could, turned the handle. She eased the door open just a crack and peeked out. She did not see anyone in the hallway. So she opened the door a little wider. If she were to go down the hall to the left, that would take her into the living room where the front entrance was. But th...
She said her name was Ziggy, but Ziggy was not your average girl. Nope, Ziggy was the daughter of a preacher, who, according to everyone who knew him or had heard one of his sermons was the most uptight creature God had ever made. It probably really irritated him that his daughter had a body made for sin. And sin Ziggy did! The brunette with hair to her wai...
The club used to be a pub, so the ground floor is the typical bar-centre layout opened up, dance floor to the front, seating at the rear with two staircases at the back leading to the repurposed cellar. A vintage 'No Smoking At the Bar' sign has been amended to read 'No Fucking At the Bar" and the barman jabs his finger at it, as he tells one pretty young ma...
another Tony, Zenika and Amelie story. Story order so far: A Bath and a Bed, First Day of Spring and this one: Midsummer Madness. They are all part of a multi-part series, posted as completed. This one is more BDSM oriented, again, though Tony and Zenika are black, I don't call this interracial since the 'kink' is not about their race. "We're all dressing u...