Author's Note: My thanks to Ronnie Wachuka for his help and also for providing a male perspective. My thanks also, to my friend Gloria. There are scenes in this story that are of a fetish nature. I do not apologize for them, but offer the explanation that in the 1930s and 40s in Rome as well as other European countries, internal cleansing was the norm as w...
Jordan was on her knees in her garden, her hands buried in the good, clean, black earth. She could feel the moist dirt oozing between her fingers as she worked it, making small holes for the seeds she was about to plant. The sensual feeling of the gooey mud, squeezing out between her fingers, so tactile and so pleasant, was one of Jordan's favorite sensati...
Anna woke early the following morning, her mind racing as she thought back to the events in the cinema the night before. She could easily recall the feeling of the hard floor against her back, and her hands still ached from the vice-grip she had on the plastic chair legs surrounding her. She could vividly picture the expressions of the voyeurs standing alon...
Prelude: For several months Carrie had been talking about her desire to submit her body to a rigorous training program. Throughout the time that I had known her, it was clear to me that she derived an erotic thrill from having her body pushed to its limits, even when that entailed considerable physical stress and occasional pain. In order to satisfy her crav...
A lieutenant in ship fatigues was waiting for him in the hatch. He'd run to his temporary digs, cleaned up in lightening time, then run all the way here. He was panting. De'Lusional stopped and threw his best salute. "Ensign De'Lusional reporting sir." "Rec room. On the double. You're the last." They walked quickly. The rec room was only just sufficient to...
1B I don't know exactly when what I'm going to describe happened, because it wasn't until years later that I found out just how extensive the relationship between my wife and Mike had been. It slowly leaked from both of them as we became even closer and I saw my wife becoming exactly what I had wanted – a loving wife, and a fantastically sexy woman who rea...
The following story involves sadism, pain, and sex. Do not read any further if you are offended by such topics. This is a work of unpublished fiction, and is not intended to be a portrayal of a real life BDSM lifestyle. ***** Chapter One. The box load of mail slithered out onto the table top with a sound similar to that of an oncoming horde of locusts, kn...
"Attention Passengers! "Passengers may I have your attention please!" The stewardess said, speaking thru the plain's sound system. "Passengers please put away all loose items and take your seats. Place your seats in the upright position and fasten your seat belts." "The pilot has determined that the weather is too severe to continue over the mountains....
I was drinking a coffee in the college refectory after delivering my first of a series of talks and workshops on the art of writing erotica, when I felt rather than saw, her looking at me. I looked across to where she was two tables away, sitting with a group of other women, all aspiring writers I surmised, but she was not a part of the group - I was the s...
Rose is the model wife. What's even more impressive about her is that she has the same love of sex that most men do. Before we married, we spent many hours discussing our relative experience level. I learned she had been as active as I had and had enjoyed herself equally. If you were to see her, you could understand why. Rose stands just a little over five...