"SHIT," Caroline Jarrett spat out loud when her left tennis shoe clipped the coffee table in the middle of her claustrophobic living room. "At least you didn't do it with your sandals on like the other day," she chided herself, trying to rub the pain from her foot as she fought the overwhelming urge to kick over the 4-legged nuisance in front of her. "You l...
"Uh stop staring at my ass." I felt my cheeks flush red as I looked up to see the ticket taker motioning for me to pay for the two tickets into the special exhibit. I had been staring at Alex's ass the entire time she had been standing in front of me in line. "And if you were a liberated woman you would pay for your own ticket... Now what do you have to say...
Tim woke up and stretched luxuriously. He was alone in the bed and took the time to review his new situation. Kathy was probably going to move in with him and her sister Diane would probably be a frequent visitor. They both had made love to him in the past twenty-four hours and the arrangement was now probably in a three month trial period. They were both be...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry. * I guess my big mistake was not manning up earlier. I let myself get into a funk and now I was paying the price. To be honest with you, it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. A man is supposed to hold up and carry on, but I just didn't feel like it....
For several years I had built my reputation as a firm but understanding master in the art of bondage and discipline. Then, one day a friend had come to the house to tell me of a woman who was telling people of her scorn for me. "She's saying you're a fraud, a charlatan who hides behind a mask to frighten little girls." As I sat and listened to the slanderous...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early seventies but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** During the late sixties and early seventies central Flor...
Note to the reader: this story contains romance, but not sex. Hope you enjoy. * Sara adored fall. There was something about the changing of the season that spoke to her. As the days grew shorter, and the chill crept into the breeze of fine, sunny days, the colours of her New England world would change slowly into the burnished golds, straw and rich browns...
"Are you serious?" She said to me as we were lying in bed. It was night time and we both were winding down from a long day. We usually had night time discussions before going to sleep. "Yes, I am serious. Do you think it is weird?" I said while looking at her. The topic of our wild fantasies were brought up, with me explaining mine first. She said with an...
You'd think being married to the minister of our local Methodist Church, not to mention acting as choir director every Sunday, would be more than enough to make me comfortable getting up in front of a crowd of people and singing. You'd be wrong. I love to sing. Any vocal music turns me on, whether choir, classical, gospel, or popular. My problem has always...
I read a story a while back about a couple on holiday where they were held at gunpoint after they had strayed out of the tourist safe area. The wife was raped and the husband severely beaten. They never caught the culprits, but some of the locals told of stories where the couple had sought revenge. This story it one of fiction based on the event that happe...