We were having coffee after dinner when she excused herself, with a wink, to visit the restroom. For no particular reason, I glanced at her open purse lying on the table and noticed the small pink book that said “Diary” on the cover. I sheepishly pulled it out and fanned the pages to browse its contents. My heart nearly stopped beating when I read the latest entry: "Dear Diary, I’m going out with him again this week and i...

Kathy Grainger lay sprawled in her lounge chair at the side of the pool at her apartment complex, relaxing as the midday sun worshipped her bikini clad body. She smiled to herself, thinking that the oral sex her boyfriend had given her just two hours ago had warmed her almost as much as the sun rays were doing. Two of her friends who shared an apartment in her complex approached. Dani, a blonde, sat down in a lounge chair...

It had been a long stressful week at work and Randy was desperate. This was the third bar he had visited since dinner hoping to pick up at least a horny soccer Mom and get some relief, no strings attached. He realized by the time he had finished his drink that he had made a mistake in coming to this bar; there were no viable prospects in sight and it was getting late. He left a tip on the bar for the ugly female bartender...

If she was anything, Della McDonald was an entrepreneur. She had dabbled in several fields, trying something new every two years to broaden her horizons and to experience all that she could in life as a successful single woman. At 31 she was attractive, socially popular and enjoyed every day in her new adventure as a psychologist. Her daily routine lately began with a cup of latte at her favorite coffee shop just two bloc...

If she only knew of all the times, I've read what she has written, She would soon realize, How badly I am smitten. If she only knew that when I read, I put myself in her lover's place; And it's not him but me moaning, When she sits upon his face. If she only knew that the fondest thing, When I read and fantasize, Is to dwell in the sweet softness, Between her delicious thighs. If she only knew how much her words, Set my s...

Mistress Angela had been recommended to me by an acquaintance who had served her several months ago. He told me she was a beautiful woman in her 30’s. She had long brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a slender body that bordered on athletic. Her client list was long and impressive, but she was extremely strict. My friend had become overly frustrated during a session and had turned aggressive. She whipped him like a dog and b...

Confirmed Domme The unexpected session with Ariel had left me astounded at my own vulnerability, more accurately my willingness to become submissive to this girl young enough to be my daughter. I not only allowed her to control me, I subconsciously willed it. At first I attributed it to the fact that I had not had sex in over a month and while it had been satisfactory, it gave me no incentive to please the woman. Her orga...

Unsuspected Domme When Ariel and her mother first moved in next door, they kept a low profile for weeks. When I finally went over to introduce myself and welcome them to the neighborhood, they seemed an odd family. Ariel was a typical 17 year old except that she dressed in the Goth garb popular with some teens. She wore black eye makeup, lipstick and nail polish. I never saw her in any clothing that was not black, skirts,...

She Made Me Do It I had second thoughts about returning to the small town where I grew up and from where I had enlisted in the service, because there were few of my classmates that I cared about seeing again. But for the lack of something better to do that weekend, I made the drive, checked into the local motel, showered and went to the convention hall late in the afternoon. Just as I was about to leave from total boredom...

A Thirst for Laura Just when I felt our sex life was returning to some degree of normalcy, Lacy surprised me. When she called me at my office and invited me to lunch, I thought “no big deal, glad to do it”. But when I arrived at our usual curved booth at our favorite restaurant, she was not alone. There beside my wife sat Laura, her luscious co-worker. More times than I can count Lacy has seen me literally drool watching...

Curiosity Runs Hot Lacy and I had been living together for a year and a half when the social structure between us and our sex lives took a significant turn. We had met through a mutual friend, and enjoyed a platonic relationship for several weeks, having lunch or dinner together, attending art shows, the opera and occasionally sitting side by side in the library reading fiction for hours. I preferred lurid tales of love a...