The words "Hey Gorgeous." Echoed from behind my seat at the bar. I let myself have a small smile before turning around to see the source. It was such a predictable and overused pickup line but one I had hoping to hear the moment I walked into the bar. Swiveling in my stool, my dress riding up just enough, I was greeted by a pleasant enough sight. The source...
Here we go, another submission in the LW category. I truly appreciate all of the thoughtful comments to my last posting here, and I decided to give it one more try. I am warning all of you now, though, that this story is woefully deficient in several categories. First, there's almost no sex here. Second, no wives are going to die in the writing of this story...
Whack! Ted held back a gasp. Celeste paused her slapping with the thick wooden paddle, and stroked Ted's hair, as his head hung over her lap. "Be a brave boy, Teddy." She said this so gently. "Don't cry. Can you be a big boy for Mommy? Take your chastisement in a nice, manly way?" WHACK WHACK! "Yes, ma'am" came the little voice from below, and Celest...
What, exactly, does one wear to an orgy? The obvious answer-nothing but a smile-doesn't work if you have to drive to the event or otherwise be seen in public. And Victoria's Secret wouldn't be in business if it wasn't more erotic to drape the body in soft and flowing garments that can be patiently and easily removed from their panting owner. But what you w...
I slid my hands into the pockets of my denim jacket, rubbing the smooth leather of my wallet between my fingers. I've been Crystal for 6 months now, but her clothes still felt like a costume and her life still felt like a sham. That was a good thing, I guess. I've heard stories about cops who lost themselves undercover, and longed for the life of a criminal...
I was in heat again. I could feel the urges building up and my thoughts drifting to dark sensual images of sexual abandon. The craving to indulge in a very deep hedonistic experience of total sexual abandon. I am a divorced, professional, middle aged woman with 2 college aged children. I had a nice career, with a nice income. I had no material complaints. I...
Walk Her Home and It's Her Turn The day after Buddy's birthday I called Debbie and we agreed to meet at the local coffee shop for a coke. I arrived a few minutes early, picked a booth and order a couple cokes. Right on time, Debbie walked through the door. She was wearing a nice summer dress. Spaghetti straps on the dress showed she was not wearing a bra. T...
Rachel awoke to the gentle rays of the sun shining through the window onto her pillow. She already had a smile on her face. This had been the best vacation ever. She was in Hawaii with her husband, staying with relatives, and everything about the place was SO relaxing. She'd always been a sexual person, but this place seemed to bring it out in her even more....
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual act are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 41 Cindy, Candy, and Pam looked at one another and all three groaned. That dreaded 'time of the month' was here and all three were feeling the full effects; bloated, tired, irritable. Not even Paul's presence could snap them out of it as he blissfully ate hi...
When I woke up the next morning my head still hurt. I thought at first that it had been a dream until I grabbed my phone and saw a large crack in the screen. The girls were downstairs eating cereal; they had gotten a better night's sleep but their faces were still swollen from crying. I joined them at the table, doing my best to strike up conversation to ge...