Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
... and nothing happened. Kate had expected something significant in whatever way to happen, like the earth opening a hole and swallow her. But then... something happened. Claire was finally taking care of her! With one hand she took the remote out of Kate's hand and in the same time, she started kissing Kate's pussy. Then, after dumping the remote and havin...
Synopsis: In a phantasmagorical tale of sexual slavery, a mysterious man and woman, a generic sheik, twin submissives, and even some celebrities, come together in a story exploring submissive and dominant needs. Just for fun, there are many references and allegories to pop culture. It is surreal at times but it is not fantasy or a spoof. The story begins wi...
My wife and I have been married 14 years. We chose to have careers over having children. You would think this gives us enough time to have as much sex as we wanted, but quite the opposite. Our jobs seem to keep us too busy to schedule anytime for ourselves. Finally we got to share a long weekend to ourselves, and that turned out to be the wildest weekend we...
She got there at nine fifteen. Marg opened the door and let her in. "I'm sorry the traffic was murder." "Never mind Diana, come in. Listen, I'm in a conference call right now. As soon as I'm done, we'll talk. Your room is down the stairs, go left to the last curtain on the left." She walked down the stairs into a large room that looked like a combined o...
Despite the usual collage of the beautiful fucking bodies slow-motioning to sensuous music on the warm huge screens above the dining hall and the open bar compliments of the Friday night Sex Writers' Symposium, I distractedly thumb through my still-stained notes, looking back through the last week's entries, trying to jumpstart my script thoughts. When I re...
The poor girl cried out and struggled, but that only caused her to jerk mildly in the air and begin a slow rotation that she couldn't stop. Elias, as usual, was impressed by his own ingenuity. It was amazing what two three-foot spreader bars, some cuffs and locks, and a few feet of nylon straps could create. What was this one's name? Elias chuckled to himse...
He's coming back in town and she called to hire me for oral and anal. It was a little disappointing when she explained what she wanted. We have fucked twice and I don't know if I have ever had better...personally or professionally. To be with him and not have his cock inside my pussy is a shame. But we agreed last time that we would respect the rules and bou...
Rosalie rolled her shoulders with a sigh, stepping back to observe the fruits of her labors of the past few hours. She hadn't had much time at all between her arrival at the house — well, mansion, but she refused to think of it in that way because it was just too off-putting — and the party the owner of the house-mansion and the other tenants were putting on...
I make my way down 28th Street in Midtown Manhattan, weaving though the lunchtime crowds that flow in streams and eddies along the sidewalks. The street is jammed with taxis, cars, and delivery trucks. I walk slower than I usually would, not wanting to be either late or early for my appointment. Just beyond 6th Avenue, I stop before an unmarked gray door, ch...