Kat was anxious. She knew she was taking a risk, but then again, she had nothing to lose except perhaps a little pride. It had been two months since she had visited Michael at the Ritz-Carlton. The needy girl thought about him constantly and obsessively every day. Their two interludes eclipsed all the other sexual encounters in her life. She wanted to see him again, but like the first meeting on the plane, the pair had se...

It was vacation time. Time to let go, let loose, and ring the bell. Ulysses and Amber had been married for ten years. He was a business executive; she was a high-end real estate agent. They were a successful couple living in a five-bedroom house with a well-manicured lawn bounded by a white picket fence. Their two children went to private schools that Amber always took the time to chauffeur them to in her Mercedes. Life w...

​Leeanna had good reasons to celebrate. She had just turned twenty-one, her coming of age to full adulthood. She could now drink legally and be a big girl in every way. The go-getter had also just received a promotion at work, giving her greater responsibility with a substantial raise in pay. She had become a salaried manager with opportunities to rise further if she worked hard. As a result, she put a deposit down for a...

Linger on, your bright blue eyes, your Buddha smile, and new morning highs. Leave with me that sensual glance, the quiet miles, and the provocative Gypsy dance. Let us keep thoughts of intertwining lips, garbled whispers, and slip-sliding hips, remembering the joy, the louder laughter, the four o'clock reverie and the sunrise after. The horizon echoes with your prayers that rhyme, my mystic musings, and the finite floatin...

Kat was walking across the theater lobby with Magdalene after seeing the Shakespearean play, As You Like It. They were talking animatedly about the stellar performance they had both enjoyed when she asked her friend to wait while she stopped at the front counter to get a souvenir program. After picking it up, Kat accidentally bumped into the back of a man in the queue. She was getting ready to apologize when he turned to...

Kat was relieved when she was finally able to board the plane. Bad weather had delayed the inbound flight from London, so the return trip from Rome was more than three hours behind schedule. It was after midnight. The tired traveler was knackered and looking forward to catching some sleep on the trip home to make the two-and-a-half-hour flight pass more quickly. As she squeezed into her window seat, Kat hoped the aisle se...

The blinds in the living room were open just enough to allow Cathy to see out while standing back a few feet. With the lights off in the apartment, the target of her attention could not see her watching him, even if he were to look directly at the window. She was awaiting his return from a run in the park. The secretive voyeur had stood in the shadows looking out this way many times before, impatiently waiting for him to...

"Go stand in the corner. When I come over, you will pull your shorts down to your knees and put your hands up high, flat on the wall with your ass jutting out. I will then start the session. Your ass belongs to me tonight." Leeanna did as she was told. She was quivering because she knew this session would be challenging, but the submissive was determined to do her best. Her Dominant put four Peace Dollars beneath her thum...

Men are men, vows are words, and words are wind. - George RR Martin Father Oswald's most difficult challenge as a priest was hearing confessions from women recounting their carnal sins. At times it was torturous for him to listen to young females conflicted by guilt pouring out revelations of their sexual desires and transgressions. No matter how hard he tried to deny his impulses, the padre was frequently aroused by thes...

Veronica was a top producer at one of the most elite brothels in Nevada. Sometimes men would wait several hours for the opportunity to see her, ignoring the propositions of less popular girls. This natural beauty had a seductive aura about her, an asset that nullified any need to flaunt or strut to get attention. She dressed conservatively for a prostitute, disdaining flash in favor of secretarial styles with a sexy flair...

Once every month for two years, Veronica Andrews, a model housewife and mother, escaped from the cage of her familial responsibilities to feed her sexual hunger in secret meetings with a man who understood her needs. She was married to a man who did not. Her breadwinner husband worked hard to provide for her and their two young children, but he had become emotionally and sexually distant after four years of marriage. As t...

I divide the story of my life into two parts: the years before the incident and the time since. What occurred rocked my world like a psychic earthquake. I was looking for a transformation, and I found it in the abyss of a human soul. Growing up, I had been a loner, an introvert who withdrew from the company of others. I avoided social gatherings whenever possible. This practice conflicted with the wishes of my aristocrati...

Part 1 Amber was depressed. Having just turned fifty, she had convinced herself she was on the downside of a dull and boring life. The recent divorce had ended a twenty-five-year marriage that had been sexless for nearly a decade. The couple had maintained the contractual agreement for the sake of the children that were now on their own. She felt lost and lonely, isolated in a cloud of sexual frustration with little hope...

Come to me!on a cold dark nightwith a full moon howlingin a clear Alaskan sky. Walk with me,on the coastal trailwhere the footprints are fewin the woods by the shore. Talk with me,tell me secretsthat only lovers can knowin soft whispers to my waiting ear. Dance with me,our steps so slow and closewill snap the winter stillnessand proclaim our rising boldness. Come with me,to share the joyin a rush of hurried heaton a glist...

I am numb, I am singing, I am happy, I am smiling, I am laughing, I am,I am, I am......Hmmm......yes! Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh so very yes!It is so beautiful to feel, to experience, to receive such pleasure.How did an hour go by in five minutes? How can it be? I don'tunderstand. If you'd stayed for two hours would it have been tenminutes?I am under the influence, intoxicated with the sweet essence of yoursens...