In a certain town, in a certain district, there was a popular slave market that you'd decided to see for yourself. The market was famous for it's exhibitions; large scale events where trained slaves were shown off to potential buyers. Beautiful men and women, all remarkably trained in pleasure and obedience, paraded around an audience to show which ones were...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Twelve. 1996. (February.) Rupert, early-forties. Out of the blue I received a phone call from Rupert, the artist I did some life modelling for you may recall. At the culmination of the final class there had been a certain amount of euphoria and in the confusion he'd forgotten...
A week after moving to live with the Williams', Skye received a call from the State Department. The Official said Skye and a companion of her choice had been invited to visit China for seven days on a cultural exchange next month, a visit that had been approved by both Governments. "But why?" "Because you have significant impact as a writer in parts of Chi...
I got off of work early, and headed home to see if Susan was finished, or if there was some yard work she'd left for me. We enjoyed that, but more, we enjoyed cleaning up afterwards. Showering and scrubbing the dirt and sweat away always ended up with the same result – unforgettable lovemaking (always was, it seemed). I went into the house to change, and wa...
Boobies. She loved the sound of that word. Ever since she grew her pair, she was utterly fascinated by those strange wonders of nature. Betty looked at the glowing laptop screen in front of her. Her new project was shaping up well. Her first, personal blog. She wanted to try that for ages, but never knew what she should write about. But that question was fi...
1. Jane. It wasn't a plan; just a fantasy. A half formed image swirling in my head from the last look at the picture as I covered it up; what an arousing thought it was though. I wondered if he would do it? It had been a long day getting the exhibition ready and now I was alone, I was in need of some – relaxation. Pouring the wine I thought about Michael a...
A warm and wet golden shower cascaded over the faces and boobs of Marion and Brenda. John was the first to squirt. Upon completion, it was Bill's turn to soak the women. Then the girls exhibited their wet body's by standing above the men, lying on the balcony in pools of piss. Marion's golden shower found the men's faces. Brenda concluded the evenings wate...
I wasn't quite sure which category to put this in. but decided that Humour and Satire fitted best. I could have added some actual sex to it but decided it actually made a better story without. Veronica does not in fact have its origin from Latin and Greek and mean, "true image." In fact it is from Greek and means, "She who brings victory." Nevertheless I de...
It all started a few weeks ago, when I first realised I was attracted to my best friends ex one night when we were alone in my bedroom since we still run in the same circle. He saw my 5'2 curvy figure in its normal state, my pussy shaved and my 36d breasts aching for his touch. That night was unexpected as he ran his hands over my hourglass figure during a g...
As I said in the introduction to another of my stories, I'm no believer in a lot of mostly splashy anatomical detail in the romance section. And of course, all my characters are over 18. Most of them are over 30. This story has a basis in fact. Once I was working as night receptionist at a hotel on the night before the largest IT exhibition of the year. As...