We arrived at your apartment after our moon-lit, midnight hike. Your cologne drove me crazy each time the wind blew the right way. I should have told you how much I liked it, but I'm much to shy. I also kept willing you to lean over and kiss me while we waited for the moon to appear from behind the clouds. Or even put your arm around me. If you are this spon...
Amber was a beautiful woman. She had put on a few pounds after having our children and didn't really think of herself as "sexy" anymore, but the sight of her in anything that even remotely showed off her body never failed to get my attention. Moving into the summer several years back, we had dealt with some rough times in our marriage but things seemed to...
The following is a work of fiction. All depicted characters are 18 or older; resemblance of characters' names to actual persons is coincidental. Some content is mildly sexual. SYNOPSIS: Randall is astounded that a secret music rehearsal features the use of ticklish female students as musical instruments. Originally posted June 2007 -------------------- T...
The Kinky Adventures of Robin Foster Chapter Nine "Dave, there's something I need to tell you." It was time. Robin brushed away a cold droplet of sweat from her forehead, crossing her legs beneath the table. Out for lunch at a burger joint with Dave was not her usual idea of a good day out but, well, the attention she got there was so undoubtedly of the m...
I sat in my office with more nervous excitement than I could remember. In two days time so much had suddenly changed. I had begged Alice Edwards on my knees for a chance to avoid being fired. I had kissed her feet in my office. She had agreed to give me a chance in return for her strict supervision and my compliance with her professional and personal directi...
Heidi, I really appreciate you hosting an anonymous blog for survivors of abduction to be able to share their stories. I'm extremely nervous telling my story as I've never been able to tell anyone. I haven't been able to stop reliving the event since it happened. I'm hoping by sharing my experience with your readers that I may be able to find some peace wit...
She stands alone in the quiet room. Blindfolded, she is unaware of what is in the room with her, though she knows that he will be there soon. That knowledge both excites and frightens her. While she knows the fear comes from the uncertainty, from not knowing what to expect from him, she is excited by the mystery and anticipation. Since she cannot see, she c...
I jumped onto the train just before it started to pull away from the platform and closed the door behind me. The sudden jolt of the train's departure caused me to stumble in the doorway but I soon regained my balance and stepped up the stairs and into the aisle. I took a look at my ticket and headed towards the back of the train towards the first-class carri...
This year the pixies brought me a tale of a Banshee as my Celtic Halloween story. At least, I think it was a pixie. It is sometimes difficult to keep the various Fay folk of the Emerald Isle in the proper category. In any case this is the story of a captive Banshee and how she is finally freed. As with all my Celtic stories, some of this is historical, some...
Milan gave a sad sigh, tapping the tuning fork against the side of the boat. He twisted the knobs, adjusting his lute's tune, and idly plucked at a few strings. "What's the matter?" The fisherman glanced down at his one companion out in the bay—a red-haired mermaid with a shimmering silver tail. She clung to the side of the boat, as she had been doing for...