Chapter Sixteen "Demure," the woman who had once been Glade's mistress replied hesitantly in the Knights' language. "Not Lady Demure. I no longer have a title, just as I no longer have an estate or a husband." Glade crouched down beside Demure under the shade of a palm tree. The appearance of both women had changed in the intervening years. Their hair was...
Again I would like to thank the amazing RUWILD for the friendship and encouragement. I would have never ventured out this far on my own believe me! I also appreciate the votes and encouraging comments. Feedback to help me improve is honestly and greatly appreciated. Anyone with experience as an editor who can help me clean up my rather rough and probably r...
It seemed that every time I woke up lately, something new, strange, scary or wonderful was waiting just around the corner. I didn't know quite what to expect as I woke up this time. I wanted to believe I would wake up to incredible pleasure once more, but the absence of male forms in my bed seemed to indicate otherwise. The darkness outside the window made...
She knew who it was before the message waiting button even went off. She had been dreading it the whole flight, from California to New York. As she soon as it was safe for her to turn her phone back on, she did. For the first two minutes she was safe. Nothing went off, nothing beeped, nothing flashed, safe. Then as she was grabbing her bags and walking out...
Chapter 3 Five years ago, in twenty-four hours I had the most intense sexual experiences of my life. First, I had sex with my eighteen year old baby-sitter, which was fantastic. Then I had anal sex for the first time with my wife, who at the time had been married to me for seventeen years. My wife followed it up with a blow job in the shower and I had slept...
Saturday morning, bright and early, we were woken by a telephone call, both of us gave out a long groan from the hangovers we sported from the previous night of drinking and talking, after the wonderful pleasure of near-sex between us. I reached over Joan, my mother and the Goddess of Blow jobs purposefully brushing over her breast with the palm of my hand....
Here’s another chapter of my ongoing saga of my life with Charles, my elderly husband whom I regularly cuckold with my adulterous behavior. This is, of course, a fantasy, and I would never recommend such irresponsible, reckless, unprotected sex in real life. (But its fun to think about!) I’d love to hear what you think about it, too. * * * Its Saturday tod...
Damian sat in the armchair silently watching Catalina sleep. His mind pondered the day's events as the room darkened with the coming evening. Standing, crossing quietly to the edge of the bed, He gazed down at the peaceful face of His slave, a sharp contrast to the tortured one He had witnessed earlier. Then, her face had been a mask of terror and pain, and...
The fourth part of my memoirs. * * * * * Once Trish and I were married, we moved into an unfurnished flat. Actually, it was the downstairs half of a big old converted Victorian terrace - the sort where you share the outside front door with the upstairs flat, but each household has its own door off the front hallway. It was a bit tatty but very cheap. In fa...
As they flew through the night the feeling Lucy had grew stronger. At first she thought it was simply because they were getting closer to the secret cave, but that was not it, the feeling was growing, more urgent, much more urgent. Yet still she dare not rush, she knew the risks, she had to trust Kala to get them back fast but also unobserved. Lucy just hope...