"You're crazy for going." Mary turned away from the mirror and looked at Nina. "Don't you see? I have to go. I've waited a year to meet him." Mary answered and turned back to finish applying her make up. "After everything he did. The way he made you feel. I can't believe you still want to meet this asshole." Nina said walking up behind her. Mary was compl...
This little tale came about as I thought of the word slavery. I apologise now for anyone offended at my appalling attempts to mimic pioneer speech patterns. Be gentle with me, I am only a Brit after all, and have fun. ------------------------------------------- It's a hot late summer's day, near evening. I've been hewing wood for nigh on two hours and I ha...
Once the story of the 'Big Fling' was published, John and I realised we'd left a few questions hanging in the air. Now is a good time to set things straight. The relationship between John and myself suffered no ill effects from the loss of Damien. I still miss Damien, more so at some times than others. But John and I remain devoted to one another and we sti...
That first time... God! She hadn't stood a chance. The wine, the kisses. Her blood had been boiling by the time he had started getting down to serious business. Her last coherent thoughts about resisting his insistent advances had been as he had slowly unbuttoned her blouse. The pause that had created had given her time to reconsider, to tell him 'no' or 'no...
I walk into the bedroom. My husband is waiting. He stands, so still, watching for me. He is nude. He touches his lips with his forefinger. Silence. I stand at the door, my hands by my side. I tremble. After all this time, he still surprises me. I am frightened, a little. He won't harm me, but the newness of this stimulates me. He reaches into a pile of...
“Now appearing for his 6th time here at the Comedy Palace, Long Island’s own funny fool, and my good friend, Henry Looper, The Loop!” Morgan Everlee waved his arms dramatically behind him at the curtain as ‘The Loop’ made his way onto the stage with his usual bag of props. Morgan punched fist against fist with the funny man and exited the stage from where He...
I wait patiently against the wall of the theater. People passing by looking me over as I stand there waiting. A couple guys stop and start talking to me, asking me to join them in a booth. I tell them I'm waiting for someone, and they move along. My wife told me you wanted me to wait here and that I'd know when you got there and that it would be you. I hoped...
I was turning 35 and my girlfriend, Anne, had invited four other couples to come celebrate. We'd rented a large house an hour outside of London. It was the typical country mansion with many rooms and corridors and large elaborate grounds. Everyone showed up with numerous bottles of wine, whiskey, vodka - you name it. The food was catered and delicious. We al...
New readers might want to go start at the first chapter in this series for the background. And as usual, I beg for comments and votes. Mark sat listlessly on the sofa in front of the television. Tonight's news was dull, he thought, and dull news made for a happy society—for everyone else. Mark was among the unhappy. His hot little wife, Marilyn, was at he...
The things I do for love will never cease to amaze me. Seriously. Right now, I've got my husband Stephen Vincent on all fours, face down and ass up. I'm kneeling behind him and spreading his ass cheeks with my hands as I thrust a seven-inch dildo up his butt. I can't believe I'm doing this. Dominating a six-foot-three, 250-pound Black man with my newly acqui...