"So... What are you wearing?" Cynthia glanced down at her comfortable, baggy trousers with the elasticated waist, and wiggled her toes inside well-worn carpet slippers. "Mmm..." she began, doing a rather dodgy Mae West impression, "Why dontcha come up and see me sometime? Silk stockings and suspenders, high heel shoes... and a skimpy bra and panties set - b...
[Two different tales of the same couple, the first one from her viewpoint, the second from his.] Always Eager I almost slipped out of my apartment without my husband even noticing. "Where are you going?", he asked me, not quite looking away from the TV. Trying to keep my voice level, I told him I was just on my way for a few last-minute things for dinner,...
Authors Note: This is not much of a story. It is all the background information on how we start where we start. Before you go to tear the story apart in the comments section, there are a few things I don't care about. Grammar is not my strong suite. I am writing them as quick as possible as a sexual release from my frustrations. If you do not like my sexual...
This is a script for an erotic audio. [F4M] [Script Offer] [Demon] [Cock Sucking] [Deep Throating] [Cum Swallowing] [Creampie] [Love] [Marriage] Description: I keep telling you, you can't keep summoning me over and over again. Yes, I know you enjoy the time we spend together. The truth is... I do, too. Ever since you first summoned me, I've looked forward...
This is inspired by the book and the movie, obviously. I wrote this for my wife, who doesn't know I write here. Please don't let her know. Thank you to sbrooks for the quick turn and making it fit for the masses. Don't blame him for the spelling of Carrousel, blame William Nolan and George Johnson. Bonus points for knowing who those two are. -----------...
Ethan and I met on a forum for Christian singles interested in the domestic discipline lifestyle. While he had grown up in such a household, I had been fatherless and spoiled all my life. At the time I wasn't sure it was something I wanted for myself but I was curious. There has always been something in me that has been attracted to the concept of submissi...
A mysterious change has come over my wife the past six months. We used to fight all the time about this and that. Silly stuff, really. If I said the sky was gray, she would say it was black just to argue with me. I've always been able to push her buttons and, Oh God, did she ever know how to push mine. At first, I didn't notice the change. I was so caught u...
"I have a proposal for you, Miss Lynley." Captain Lucius Bramwell's dark eyes glowed and there was a seductive tinge in his smooth voice that I had never heard before. In the past two weeks since embarking from London, we had tea in his quarters each afternoon and he had never been anything else but a gentleman. Now, the sensual glimmer in his raven eyes spr...
Tucking my son Anwar into his bed, I stand there for a moment and sigh. Thank Allah for my husband Suleiman and our son. Anwar is a little miracle, his caramel-hued skin practically shining even in the dim light, his curly black hair framing his little face like a crown. My beautiful little angel. Come to bed mamas, a deep voice whispers into my ear as stron...
I love Friday nights. I never used to; it used to be sit-in-the-house-with-a-bottle-of-chardonnay-trying-to-ignore-Keith-enthusing-over-Gardeners'-World night. It used to be Friday night before the children went to their friends' houses for the weekend and I could sit and mull over my Chardonnay and think of all the terrible, dreadful things that could happe...