A goddess is only human, after all. (Sequel to "Primitive") "Somebody needs to bring you down a peg," said Ford, eyeing my naked breasts with a lusty sneer. "Oh, really? I suppose you think you're the man for the job?" I stood on the opposite side of the crude hut, arched my back to offer my tits for his scrutiny. His fingers curled at his sides. He was...
In the first chapter of this story, I told of my problems in finding temporary housing as I started teaching at a liberal arts college in New England. When my original interim housing was destroyed by an accident in the boiler, I was offered an empty room in a coed dorm on a floor with an all girl population. With only one shower and restroom, the girls and...
One of the reasons for getting married is to be out of the single life. Even once you find someone you want to spend the rest of your life with, there are some things about the single life that are missed. Sexual freedom is one of them. For the most part, my wife and I had gravitated to a group of my friends – all somewhere in their 30s. About 10 of us get t...
A young college girl stood quietly behind the counter of the sleepy café with her eyes trained on a dark and rainy street. The darkness of autumn made it seem like midnight when it was only 7pm. As she glanced around the café, she noted the regular college kids with their laptops glowing and ear buds creating a secret solitude while they studied and drank th...
Andrea went and sat beside a topless Brad. Michelle and I sat on the other two-seater sofa. She tucked her knees beneath her and leant into me. Brad had set a fire that was catching as the new music of choice kicked in: some dance-infused Bossa Nova. Brad was sipping vodka straight from the bottle. His kingly aura had returned: he was sat like a warrior rece...
The dark, stretch limousine cruised silently through the cold, deserted streets of Los Angeles, snaking through the streets inexorably towards its destination. It was late at night, just past midnight and in this business area of town on a Saturday night you rarely saw anyone around. The long car wound around one last corner and gently slowed to a stop in fr...
When we returned from vacation Alan and I slipped right back into our old life, which pretty much amounted to work and more work. Alan was stuck in the office late nearly every night, and my boss had a bunch of new assignments waiting for my attention. As much as we had wanted to continue exploring the new aspects of our sexuality - well - we didn't have the...
The Beach Bar was a long walk and on the way Janine dimly saw guests making out on the beach or the lawn in the dark. In the distance she heard an unseen woman cry out in a long, uninhibited moan of passion and imagined a huge stream of hot, white semen flowing from the body of a man into the body of this woman, filling her up and satisfying for the present...
All characters in this story are 18 or older. "Harder." "Harder what?" "Harder, sir." Trey brought the paddle down upon Evvy's bare ass, which already shone red from the past few minutes of warming up. She whimpered lightly, with something like dissatisfaction in her tone. "I said, harder, sir. Please." "I don't think you've earned it." "I have! I swe...
But only the second of the 'Stephanie' stories. 13:58 The skirt was shorter today, Dr. Alison Bridgford noted, not without interest. A lot shorter--almost up to her bottom, this time. She had to admit--although she was no lesbian--that as she followed Stephanie into the therapy room the sight of her full, wiggling rear in the tiny skirt did seem rather ir...