My Dear Sweet Master, Many apologies for being late in answering your very arousing email. I know this mere slave girl will be punished, but she is asking mercy. My Master is so good to punish me for my neglect and so good to this naughty slave when he uses her body for his pleasure. She lives for him and loves to feel his body on hers, his hard and throbb...
Neon signs in the middle of day. Now the glass-tube truth. A bunch of wires. Tired tape. Common, urban dirt. One of the signs went "XXX!!!". Another one, "Toys Here for Sale!" The building was a simple plywood box. Some architect's version to the plain paper bag. In a car parked across the street, a woman turned to a man and asked, 'That's it?' 'That is t...
Nerves before a wedding are normal, right? Everyone gets nervous. This isn't my first marriage; I've been down the aisle before, so why am I sweating? Why are vultures swooping and swirling in my stomach? Why does the "Wedding March" sound like a death knell? It's because I've made a discovery about the man I love, the man I plan to marry today. Now, I'm afr...
Jack was the first one to get naked. Jack was always the first one to get naked. Jack was the first one to get drunk, the first one to get stoned, the first one out the door, and always, always, the first one to get naked. He was a leader that way. We were all sailors, hikers, campers - people who loved the outdoors. But Jack was a true outdoorsman, a snow...
Any man can have the woman of his dreams, and can push the imagination to new heights, all you have to do is open your mind. Look at how long I have been doing it. This is a story of fiction and none of this has happened in my past. Dear Shannon, I just thought I would write to you and let you know, over the weekend I was thinking about you constantly...
I have been thinking a lot of late about what happened between us, not just that though; all the things I have gone through and done in my life. Overall I have had an interesting life to say the least, and at times; it has been all that has kept me going. Of course it has not always been like this, sometimes in my life I have made mistakes and thought I had...
My wife was 42 years old when she was made redundant from her job at a telcom. Young sales people on one contracts became the norm in the industry and Susan was a casualty. Despite good qualifications her age saw her apply for many positions with not many interviews and no job opportunity. We would survive without her income but she wanted to be useful and...
This story is a continuation of "From Face to Waist". It contains colorful language. All characters are fictional. * Two months later, Hannah returned home from work to find a pickup notice for a package on her door. She knew that she didn't order anything. Usually, she is the one to send packages to her son, Ian, who was away at college. She wondered if t...
It was a hot Saturday afternoon and neither my wife (Sue) nor i want to move from the pub garden, but we had to view a house. We walked along the street a cool breeze blew and lifted Sue's short summer dress up giving a group of lads, all in their early twenties a perfect view of her bum she only ever wore thongs so it must have looked as if she was wearing...
*CLICK* Hold it! Slow motion, as we set the stage. That's a tradition with this sort of thing, right? A physical description of him, a physical description of her, a list of what naughty stuff they're wearing, a quick run-down of intimate secrets? Well, we're gonna skip all that. Seriously. Just know that they're both somewhere between eighteen and mid...