This is a short story that covers very light BDSM and contains only limited sexual content. Special thanks to Xpoerotica for feedback and support. * "I suppose I first discovered it when I was seventeen." The ice clinks as I nervously toy with my large vodka and coke. The man on the other side of the table is wearing a three-piece suit and drinking tea fro...
Note: This is chapter five of a very long story. 28 chapters so far. It is wide ranging and will eventually touch on interracial sex, dom women, lesbian sex, true love, revenge and much, much more. I hope you enjoy it. ***** CHAPTER FIVE – Sunday Afternoon and Night When I got back home, I was a little disappointed to find that Jana wasn't there, but kind...
Kitty lay sprawled out on the couch, thighs parted, sex exposed and still wet. There was a dreamy smile of contentment on her face that she couldn't shake, even as she felt a degree of anger with herself. She couldn't believe it'd happened again. That they'd done it again. Illyana kissed her thigh, lapped at the wetness she had so recently provoked from Ki...
Charmaine left his house later that afternoon. Unfortunately, they did not have sex again. They didn’t have time, as Ryan had things to do before work that night. That evening, she pulled out her vibrator for the first time in months. After getting herself all worked up with it, she practiced putting it in her ass. It was a good 7 inches, though it was...
When I was interviewing Zerzinski this afternoon, I was once again thinking about the vastly different reactions people can have to the whole Donor X phenomenon. As well as to Zerzinski's specific kind of sexual orientation, and how people respond to that. The evening's readings were a fascinating exercise in contrast. Rie never came over that night. Pre...
Jeri Littles had been the Wife of one of Stan Northfield's business associates back in Cathy's 'wild and crazy' days. Rifling through her memory bank, trying to dredge up everything she could recall about Jeri as she drove home that night, it served as a good mental exercise for Cathy to take her mind off the events of the evening. Those days a half decade...
As I was walking Louie, my family's seven year-old beagle, I came across Mr. Stevenson sitting on his porch looking through the newspaper. He spotted me and called out hello. I smiled and waved, and he approached me. Mr. Stevenson and his son had just moved into our neighborhood a few weeks ago, and they seemed pretty nice. Their house was just a few houses...
Aroused as he was, Roger was genuinely worried about Miriam’s aberrant behaviour. He was nearly certain that she was not tired of their relationship. It was, he was sure, just that she needed more sexual activity than he did. He pondered over what he could do to provide it for her in a more controlled manner. He rang a business associate, Greg Haslam, who h...
"Trevor Villeneuve, what the fuck are you looking at, pervert?" came a shrill feminine voice, interrupting me as I sat at a computer on a remote corner of the Learning Commons sector in the Carleton University library. There I was, discretely watching porn instead of working on my assignment for my Surveying And Graphics class. I'm in the civil engineering p...
Chapter 08: Unwashed is Better I'm a crewman on a cruise liner. That is an easier description to understand than the exact title the company gives me which is in Greek and virtually untranslatable. I'm on a year out after finishing my degree. In September I will go back to university on a sponsored Master's but I wanted a break after years of school and u...