There is no sex in this story, hence non-erotic. It is a short story but I hope you find it to be a good read. * I was sitting on the couch watching a ball game when I knew something was up. My twin thirteen year old daughters came in the room smiling and each sat beside me. "Ok girls, what are you two up to now?" Kerry and Sherry were the loves of my l...
Thakur Ramdev Singh was his name. He belonged to a family of land-lords or zamindaars as they are called in India. He was the lone heir to an ancestral property which consisted of hundreds of acres of land in rural India. Ramdev was married when he was 23 years old to Prabhavati the daughter of another zamindaar family. His father decided his bride for him...
The Clean Genie was about seven inches long and two inches thick. It had a hemispherical head and a spherical reservoir at its base, and was covered in soft latex with a skin-like texture. The shaft was dotted with pinprick-size orifices. The head sported several more of the tiny openings around its rim, and a larger one at its tip. It emitted a faint but de...
"Mr. Lennox, your model is here," the successful artist's secretary notified him with a wink. John Colmes was known to be gay, but Thomas Lennox didn't worry about it. It was more flattering than threatening to him. He had even fucked John's ass now and then, whenever he was horny enough to overlook his usual preference for women. It wasn't as if Mrs. Lenn...
Every one knows that high students often have crushes on their teachers, especially if the teacher is not bad looking and is sympathetic to their adolescent problems. And the crushes can go both ways, even all three ways. Female students may have a crush on their male teachers. Male students may have a crush on their female teachers. Or even a student of one...
I was forty years old, a widower and a father of one young boy. My beloved wife of 15 years had succumbed to breast cancer the year before and I was feeling the urge to move on, if not for my sake but for that of my 2-year-old son. Still I didn't want to go on blind dates, nor frequent the regular divorcée pick-up spots, or heaven forbid join Tinder. The dat...
Sure, I know that I drink too much. With the last two years that I've had, so would you. My husband, Dr. Frederick Harmon, dear man, was a full professor at state, when he was killed in an auto accident. Yes, I make good money from my position as principal at Armstrong High School. I have a son, Jimmy, who just started college. Thankfully, his tuition is fre...
I want to narrate an experience of mine which I had with my father-in-law. I am a 25 year old woman. I've been married since one year. Of course, it's an arranged marriage. My husband works in a private company and I am a house wife. My father-in-law is a widower. He lost his wife long back. Anyone could easily find out on seeing him that he is starved, I me...
It was completely by accident that I found my mother's old diary in our home's attic. I had gotten permission from my mother to search her old trunks for some special jewelry to wear that evening at the dinner party my parents were giving for my newest suitor, his widower father, and my best friend Madeline. I wish I had Derek all to myself tonight, but sinc...
Sarah hated her life in the small village of Hedgesville. She was the only child of the town's butcher, Fred Elliot, and since leaving school had worked in his shop serving the local townsfolk her father's prime cuts. Sarah was in love with Jacob Smothers, a local nar-do-well who had finished school when Sarah did but was planning on traveling to the big...