Michael stared, unseeing, at the layer of dark, ominous clouds beneath the jet's wings, his thoughts as turbulent as the storm below. His book lay unopened in his lap as he contemplated the past several months of his life. Not for the first time, he wondered if he was making the biggest mistake of his life, turning his back on everything and everyone to chas...
Despite Laura's cross-examination, the dinner at the House of Pies wasn't a total disaster. Like Wendy, Laura was intrigued by the idea of a guy who liked dressing as a woman, and the table reverberated with the pros and cons of having a cross dresser as a mate. The conversation continued in the parking lot, to the extent the six of us made tentative plans...
In a beautiful room of the Hilton Hotel in Los Angeles, International Women's Tennis Champion Serena Williams lay on top of Hollywood actress Lisa-Ray McCoy. Looking into her beloved's eyes, Serena grinned. It wasn't that long ago that they met for the second time. The Down Low Sisterhood of Hollywood, which Serena Williams secretly rules, had recently recru...
This story is 90% true, I just had to change names and some minor details for privacy. Enjoy and please comment. I can continue if I receive positive feedback. ***** The night started out the same as many nights before. Several friends gathering at the end of the week to let go of some stress and have a good time. It was how the night ended that would cha...
What is the Kindest Thing a Person Has Done for You? I was recently on a flight from San Juan to Fort Lauderdale and, to help pass the time, I looked through the airline's monthly magazine. Hidden between all the restaurant advertisements and enticing photos of destinations that we must all visit, there was an interesting little article titled "Helping Hand...
Andrew has been quietly smiling at you, all night. Not in an unsettling way. He warmly gazes at you, while you vent about work. You understand it's poor form to exhaustingly discuss office politics on a first date, but it's been a particularly rough day and it's difficult to stop nervously talking while the handsome doctor comfortingly stares back at you....
It was about 9.30 in the morning, and I’d come into chambers early to finish a brief for a QC who was due in court that afternoon. It was a fairly boring fraud case, but the sort of stuff that runs and runs and pays the bills, anyway, I was nearly done and desperate for a cup of coffee, so I picked up the phone and called my secretary: “Oh Janie – good mor...
Foreword: This is something I've been wanting to do for a long time, give back a little to the erotica community. I'm obsessed with sex and have been devouring erotica for some time now, having always loved writing and reading it's something that's combined two of my strongest passions with my number one obsession. I only hope that you enjoy this first offer...
Authors Note: This is the same situation as the one presented in the first Our Favorite Game. However, after making some changes, I felt it was sufficiently different from the original, so I decided to post them both, and see which one does better. Not everyone will want to read both versions and that is fine. This is just my little experiment... *******...
"Yes, fuck me Daddy!" Beki turned and twisted on her bed as memories of seeing her dad screwing her best friend rang through her head again. Her hand was drawn to play with her wet pussy for the umpteenth time as she pictured in her mind's eye Jane bouncing up and down on her dad's cock before Beki's step mum had arrived and led Beki out of the door and out...