(This story is a prequel to “The Mail”, written by SINderellaBelle) The proper choice of words is critical. Finding exactly the turn of phrase to create the mood I’m looking for can be difficult. I want to create an erotic storm that concentrates a burst of static electricity at her core. I want her skin to prickle with it, needing some sort of relief to st...
This might be a work of fiction. It might not. Either way, don' t try this at home (or on the road)! The subject is most definitely over eighteen. * I had been in a state of intense arousal for days. It happened sometimes, especially when it had been so long since relief. My pussy was aching and swollen so bad it hurt to sit straight, knowing I wanted to...
Stepping through the door to her studio apartment, she sighed in relief. Between her culinary arts courses at the local university and her job as a housekeeper, she was just happy to be home. At nineteen years old, she had left home first thing to pursue her dream of becoming a professional chef. It was a bit scary being away from her mom, dad, and three you...
Life here in Manchester was quite normal before Karylou joined us for a 6 month assignment from our Charlotte office. Most of us are New Englanders and we didn't quite know what to make of Karylou's decidedly southern outlook on life. She had the subtlest wit of anyone I'd ever known. She'd lull you to sleep with that southern accent and feigned helplessness...
This is just a bit of fun. It was supposed to be quite short, but it sort of got away from me. It pokes a little fun at the cuckold stories on the site. As such it could have found a home in 'Loving Wives' but I think that would put the emphasis in the wrong place. It could have gone into 'Humour and Satire', I suppose. Yes, I agree the tale is a little fa...
This chapter features a river otter in a prairie. I lost a bet in real life and had to include it as a forfeit. Please, gloss over it and enjoy the read. ****************************** A day after they defeated the robot making warlock, Jamie chartered a cargo plane and took his girls to the big city. College classes would start in a matter of weeks and Ja...
Edwina had a drink poured for me when I went into the lounge, her chestnut hair fell fully to her creamy shoulders, her short green silk tunic clung seductively to her slender figure setting off the glint of gold reflecting from her collar and wrist cuffs. She kneeled in front of me,. She was one of the surprises I had not expected when Rachel had first pr...
((I had some great emails requesting perhaps a part two. I've had to wrap my mind about it but I'm hoping that this is at least half as good as the first. Please forgive the errors and be kind? As always, feedback is what drives a person onward for better or for worse. So don't be shy! And thank you for reading!!)) * It was the warmth of the hearth and the...
MF, MM, MMF, FMF, Fetishes: sexual role-playing, cross-dressing, domination and submission, and pain. The youngest person in this story is a 19 year old receptionist. 4Play has given me permission to make modifications and additions to his story "Date Night." I changed the title to "Fantasy Weekend." I also added the first paragraph to chapter 1, deleted...
Rev. Bob had barely got his pants up and his belt buckled when he heard someone come in the side entrance of the church. "Hello? Reverend Bob? Are you there?" A pretty young blonde teen came around the corner and stood in Bob's office door, "Oh hi Reverend Bob, I just dropped by on the off chance you were here." It was Anna, a tall 19 year old who had gra...