Authors Note: By special request, the following is written from his point of view. You can let me know how you think I did. * I haven't been feeling the best, but nothing was going to stop me from showing up today. This day, planned for weeks, is something I've been thinking about for some time. Knowing that she would be there, waiting for me with every d...
I knew what I had planned, the problem was going through with it. I set up the appointment for assistance with erection problems (a lie) but I needed to have something to get the cute doctor to look at my dick. I went sans underwear for shock value. I arrived and sat in the waiting room looking at the saps in there. Sniffles and coughs bounced off the walls...
Martin had met Liz on a swinging website and having seen in her profile that she like him liked erotic writing and reading they had got chatting before finally meeting at the Fishers Arms in Whitland one lunchtime. After finding out that they got on so well at the first meet they met a very discretely due to Liz being married, fairly frequently at lunchtime...
The afternoon is hazy in only the way that August days can be. The air is heavy with moisture that is coming in off the sea. The girl feels light still even with the heavy atmosphere as she starts her afternoon walk along the path that leads through the woods along the shore. Her eyes follow the calling gulls as they wheel and swirl over her head. A sweet cl...
I remember my first Valentine's Day party as an adult. I was single but I knew I was attractive because my best friend's boyfriend, Mark, had made no secret of the fact that he fancied me. Once, when she was in the shower getting ready for us to go out and he and I were innocently chatting in her bedroom just down the corridor he had asked me straight out to...
Sunshine. Warm blue sky; soft gentle breeze; seagulls’ laughter drifting in and out. Perfect day for a picnic. She’s packing a light lunch. Peaches, soft fuzzy skin taut over perfectly ripe, juicy flesh. Her hands caress the fruit as she places it carefully in the basket. A wedge of brie, still cool, will warm to runniness by the time she gets to the b...
The steady click clack of Stephanie's stiletto boots wasn't the only sound on Palm Street. One could hear the stubborn buzz of long broken street lights still struggling to come on. There were plenty of cars a few blocks up, almost none were brave enough drive this particular stretch of road at night and if you strained a little you could here the Lethe Rive...
It was one of those mornings where I just couldn't be bothered, with anything. My day off had so far been spent on the usual mundane housework. I guess my enthusiasm showed in the way, I hurried up polishing the window. I stood on tip toes at the window rubbing hard at the top, where some stupid mark would come off, my belly showing to the world where my t-s...
US Olympian's Secret Life as a Las Vegas Escort – I don't know why the stories about Suzy Favor Hamilton struck such a chord with me but I couldn't stop thinking about it. Maybe because it was someone who decided to live out their wildest fantasies and create a second life, something I had dabbled with online but failed to act on. After reading article after...
Chapter 05 – Welcoming a Customer Dear Reader: This story presents adult situations in graphic detail. It is not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age. The characters and situations in this story are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual people, places or events is coincidental. Bachi was in the hallway of her flat, selecting a light class...