Jill was very unhappy with her home life. Mark worked all day and most evenings and seemed to have little time to spend with her. Their love life after 15 years of marriage was fairly nonexistent these days. Mark didn't seem to notice her anymore, but when the moment came he didn't last long and quickly rolled off leaving her frustrated. Jill confided in he...
Just prior to Christmas, I was engaged by one of our readers to write a custom story. I've been wrestling with the continuations of a couple of chapter stories so this opportunity let me dig back into the process in a channelled way, which helped me move those along. It was a good chance to also make a fast friend. It's pretty much a stroker, which is exact...
The first time I saw you was right after I'd checked in to the hotel, road weary from a six-hour flight and thirty-minute cab ride, looking hard-ridden and just as ready to be put away wet. But fuck all if I didn't need a drink before heading up to my room. And fuck all to how I looked. My predictably navy business travel slacks, blouse and smart little blaz...
This was inspired by your love of rubber, our thoughts of dressing me up and a certain little fantasy of yours that you keep whispering in my ear and always makes me cum!! The attire, incidentally, was mainly leeched from Skin Two! Something Else You'd told me to dress in the clothes that you'd lain on the bed. Everything apart from the stockings and shoes...
I awoke with a disorienting haze clouding my mind from the alcohol the night before. I realized I lay in bed on my stomach, right leg bent out to the side. My nakedness made my skin cool with no covers. With my eyes still closed, I felt a warm weight on against my back, just above my ass. No doubt my wife, Vanessa, had her leg on me. She liked to hold me in...
Author's Note: Although I've tried to make this story stand alone as much as possible, I would encourage you to read the first installment of The Scholarship in order to enjoy fully this next chapter of Sarah's story. * I was astonished at how fast the first semester seemed to be flying by. Ever since receiving the $5,000 grant from Miranda Steele to pay t...
My name is Susan Mitchell, and my story is true. That is seems wild and incoherent I am aware, however it's truthfulness remains, for this is what has happened... no, what IS happening to me. To tell myself that it is over would be a joke. I know that door will open soon, when it does I may never be able to write again, so getting down my story now is impera...
This is part fact and part fantasy. A Sub's fantasies and written from the sub's point of view, in third person. I hope you enjoy my story, it's the first in a long time. Constructive criticism is welcome! ***** She exhaled the stress of the day as she opened the car door and stepped out, bending over to grab her bag before slamming the car door shut. She...
Jack and Tom were sitting in Jack's home office when Sheryl came home from the gym. She was still wet from the hour long workout with her female trainer and wanted a shower to help cool down. She popped her head in the office to let Jack know she was home and she caught herself when she saw Tom. Tom was a client of John's and one of her favorite's, she lov...
The sky was blue in Corralejo with just a few hints of white innocent clouds. But my mind was reeling in nothing innocent at all, maybe it was the heat of the sunshine making my blood course through my body in anticipation of a naughty day on the nudist beach, maybe it was the cool breeze hardening my nipples or was it my dirty thoughts of what could be, of...