Your subconscious is telling you to wake up. As you become more aware, you feel a light, feathery touch, drifting up the side of your calf and your body tenses. It glides across the back of your knee and continues on its journey, playfully caressing your skin so lightly; you can feel the hairs on your leg standing on end. The touch pauses at the top of your...
Slagging into Work... Slagging, since some of you do not know, is when you catch rides to work from total strangers. This may seem to be a dangerous, but it works very nice. The car driver gets additional passengers so they can take the HOV lanes, and the riders get a free lift into downtown. I have been doing this for the better part of a decade without...
Hi, it's me again. I guess I can write to you about almost anything. You've read some of my stories, so you have certainly learned some extremely personal things about me. I've shared some of my most intimate thoughts and experiences, and you seem to like that. If what I share with you becomes too graphic and descriptive for your taste, I apologize. I cert...
Oriana was accepted to a university on Earth and had been staying with Miranda for the past few months. Now that Ori was 18, she didn't need a guardian, but still wanted to stay with her sister rather than renting her own place. She was happy to be able to spend time with her older sister now that the Reaper threat was gone and the Galaxy slowly rebuilt. M...
She met him at the door, bourbon Manhattan in hand. She was clad only in a sheer black thigh-length shirt buttoned just below her 38D bust between her erect nipples, red satin and lace panties and three inch mules that accented and defined, above slender ankles, the muscles in the calves of her legs. She kissed his mouth and exchanged his briefcase for the c...
Continued adventures of Sara and Andy .... Andy decided that today would be a good day to work on his car and headed out into the garage. He thought he would get the underbody stuff done first and laying on his work mat, slid his torso under the car and began working away. The weather outside was rather hot but working away in the garage wasn't too bad...
Some people might find it a bit cliché to be standing on the outdoor observation deck at the Empire State Building in the arms of your lover on Valentine's Day, but for hopeless romantics like Marcus and I, nothing could be more perfect. It was only 20 degrees out, but I was warm and cozy in Marcus' arms. We had only been dating for two months, but I was so...
Foreword This is not a story that will suit many of you. I therefore urge you not to read it, unless you are one of the very few people in the world who enjoy the extreme humiliation of young men at the hands of women. This story, along with others I have written, has no redeeming features for the uninitiated. So I beg you, don't read it. Don't vote and don...
I had been chatting with Lace for a month and a half before she invited me to her home which she shares with her husband. At 22, I hadn't yet had such an experience. Lace had shown me pictures of both her and her husband and they both seemed like normal people in their forties. "Cum by and let us show you a good time," her message said in the chat room. For...
This is a story about Walter and Ann. Ann, 48, was a well built woman that looked like she could wrestle livestock. Although pretty, she was not slender, not exactly feminine, she was, as they say "Fit." She worked at a doctor's office as a tech and had a clutch of childhood girlfriends and boyfriends that were all involved with the local theater group and...