Eylül 2023

…I could hear them stumbling in to the house, my husband Rob and his best mate Jake. Pissed again. Nothing new…in fact it was pretty routine these days; well for Rob at least. My husband and I had drifted apart since the birth of our first child 10 months ago, to the extent that resentment …

It feels so good sitting here in the sun. Whoever thought to put these big window seats in the master bedroom was a genius. We are sitting on opposite sides and simultaneously giving each other a foot massage. We have warm oil on the table between us, so we can both reach it and it …

My co-author is Fantasy Writer, and while our styles are different somewhat, and we write in different categories, we hope you enjoy the story. I had surprised even myself with the forcefulness of my command. All I knew was that if I hadn’t told her to stop it would have been over and as wonderful …

To open one’s eye is much like turning on a light, you go from a dim view to one where everything makes sense, and that realization often shakes us to our core. Much like, how could I have not seen it before. That is exactly how I found myself looking at James. He was someone …

Emily’s birthday came along a few weeks after the engagement party. On the night before while everyone else was asleep, Mitchell stayed up late to decorate the house with a banner and balloons. Knowing that Emily was the first one up in the morning, he propped up a couple of very conspicuous presents and a …

After the bath, David wrapped Juliet in a large bath towel and then he proceeded to dry every last inch of her clean glowing skin. Laying her face down on the king sized bed he started to gently apply aromatic oil. Starting at her feet and working slowly up to her thighs using Bergamot oil. …

Less than 24 hours after I’d thoroughly spanked my bound and gagged customer, I was back at her house with more ideas and more hardware. Karen’s husband wasn’t back from Dusseldorf for another four days, so she and I decided that we had enough time for her to pay her next instalment before he returned. …

Please note: The story is fiction. However, things I say about myself like a general description, how I perform sexually, good or bad, is true. I am not a good writer, I admit, but, I do enjoy writing erotica. Generally, my stories are all true. This story is a fantasy. Thank you. * * * …

It was a bitterly cold evening in January, and I’d decided to visit our local swimming pool after a hard day at the office. I’m a solicitor in a City law firm and after eight hours dictating letters and attending endless meetings, I always found the feeling of the cold water surging all around me …

It is Friday night inside the university gymnasium. Mrs. Keller (28 yrs.) is a hot divorcee (36-24-32) who teaches high school English. Her brown hair reaches her buttocks who wears Levi jeans and a red blouse. She sits among other wrestling fans in the bleachers. Her eyes follow Shawn (19 yrs.) who stands at 5’8″ …