“Fuck!” Mr. Callahan’s raised voice can be heard through the closed door, accompanied by a heavy fist landing on the desk. “Fuck!” Even louder this time. I tense. Something has gone very wrong during the conference call he’s just had. It’s late. No one is left at the office but the two of us. We’ve been waiting for the Japanese to call. I chance his temper by opening the door, peeking in. Mr. Callahan sits, hands fisted i...

I was always interested in dominant and submissive relationships in the bedroom. The thought of a strong man dominating me and showing me who was boss intrigued and excited me. A part of me thought I shouldn't feel this way, that it was wrong and perverted to feel so masochistic. But another part of me, the side that I kept hidden and locked away in my deepest recesses of my mind, wanted to be held down, slapped, choked,...

I was in the sixth form at school, studying for my A levels. My best subject was Accountancy but favourite lessons were Economics. Not because I enjoyed the subject but because I was the only girl in a class of eight and as a result, the centre of attention for much of the time. Having turned seventeen, I’d been having sex for nearly twelve months with a group of friends, three boys and two girls. Most Economics classes w...

Sylvia was one of those women guys like to call MILF. Her hair was a mix of dark red and gray, and she was one of those people who barely wrinkled as they aged. She was absolutely beyond all resistance. Perfectly conical breasts, a figure that was both fit and voluptuous, just enough muscle on her toned arms and legs to make her appear strong without detracting even slightly from her feminine charms, and a derriere that i...

It all started a few hours ago. Violet and I had just got off the plane and had walked into the terminal when the realization that we were on vacation sunk in. After reaching baggage claim and waiting what seemed like an hour or two for both of our bags, we walked out onto the sidewalk. Then another hour or two seemed to pass as we flagged down a cabbie and made it up to our rented flat for the next month or so. As we wal...

I’m out cycling; I generally cycle most weekends, usually with a friend, but today I’m on my own. I’m going fairly fast along a winding country road, I see a few parked cars on my side of the road ahead of me, I look around to see if it’s safe to pull out to avoid the cars. As I look forward again, I see a car door, sweeping open in front of me, thinking - what the hell – where the hell did that come from, I try to swerve...

It was Monday!! Some people hate Mondays because the weekend is over and they have to go back to work. I was looking forward to this Monday because William and I were going to hook up today after several days since our first rendezvous. William was my ex-boyfriends former boss. He was the first man I called after being dumped by my ex-boyfriend. I wouldn’t call it revenge sex because a part of me always wanted him to fuck...

I want you to do very bad things to me. Bad things that feel very good. Bad things that sometimes cause you to question the moral fibres of your being. Bad things with your hands, like say slap my face or my hairless aching need, use my peachy arse, which if allowed a voice, would deafen you with it's incessant begging for violation. Might you look at me with an adoration that I only know in my stories, so that we can cal...

I originally wrote this story in May 2012.This was about a week ago, well just a week ago. Last Friday to be exact. I had been to a friend's house for her stag party. That's called something else... right a hen night (internet is great for these things). We had had a great time at the restaurant having a meal and then in the pubs and clubs of the area. Finally, we had gone back to her house to finish off the evening. The...

I sat on the edge of the bed and I nervously glanced at the clock beside the bed. Five minutes until he was supposed to arrive. I could already feel my face begin to flush, and the temperature of the room seemingly began to increase. My breathing grew rapid and my hands began to twist together, an obvious display of my nervousness. As I sat there, I tried to calm myself down, but try as I might I could not. Suddenly three...