My name is Gabriella, and I am a sports journalist. When I heard that the coach of the Spanish women’s Olympic soccer team had been fired for having sex with one of the players, it sounded like just another case of a powerful man abusing his position for sexual gratification. But when I read an interview with the player at the heart of the matter, I sensed there was something different about this case. Something unusual....

Welcome back to my sexual autobiography! This poster asks, "What is the most bizarre request I have had during sex?" I've reworked this incident in my fictional stories already, hence the micro. It's in my "Fetish" genre story, and also my "Pep and Aina" series. My then boyfriend, whose is Jonatan in these pages, had been lingering around my navel, kissing it lovingly. "It's sexy," he murmured. I wasn't sure what to say....

“You're not a fool. You can sit down, if you'd like.”“I'm not keeping you from working on your story?”At a wooden table in the otherwise empty Mystery section of the campus library, Abbey pulled out a chair next to her. “Are you a writer, too?”“Aspiring.” He sat and faced her, keeping his voice low. “I have started a bunch of them, but I haven't finished any.”“What are they about?”“I am embarrassed to say.”“Ewoks?”He shoo...

I am PonPon. In this world of strange people having strange or weird fetishes, I am out of this world with one of the strangest and weirdest fetish's you've probably ever heard. First, let's have a brief description of my strange fetish. I am a slim sexy woman, love wearing high cut swimsuits, leotards, body stockings, etc. I have a special love for nylon spandex clothing, but what is strange about me is that I have a spe...

Spotlights chased the sparkling blur of spandex and ponytails tumbling toward the flaming pit below. A split second more and surely the inferno would devour her. A muscular man swung past dangling from a trapeze, and snatched her by the wrists. Applause erupted from the hushed crowd with the ferocity of a raging volcano. The ovation passed through striped tent walls, rumbled over scarecrows guarding neighboring corn field...

It’s late Friday evening and I’m in a strange city. Having just finished up an exhausting three days supplying web services to a large conference, I’m far more interested in getting much wanted sleep and getting back home, than being stuck in some high end gourmet restaurant. I enjoy quite a lucrative contract with the host corporation, so turning down their president’s dinner invitation would not have been a wise option....

It was three AM. I woke up to a sudden noise in the bed beside me. I opened my eyes and found Bonnie sitting next to me. “I can’t sleep,” she said. “Close your eyes,” I told her. “And count sheep…” “Please...” she told me. “I had a nightmare.” I sat up. Having a bad dream can have its effect on your whole day. I recalled all the stuff I read about it on the Internet. I turned on the lava lamp. Bonnie was covered with swea...

She spoke with her hands, letting them flutter like anxiousbirds, her lips shaping words, each as silent as the snow that settled on her shoulders, covered her bare toes, turned her dark hair white. Above her the sun stared off into the distance, its black fur swallowing its own light, its kitten face smiling as it dreamed of balls of yarn and tasseled ribbons and tasty fish, or perhaps it was just waiting for the moon to...

He was unlocking the door to his apartment when he saw her, the drop dead beauty from 3b. She was just on her way out. Always leaving in the middle of the night, he thought to himself, must be nice to be so young. She was a stunning beauty, must have been in her 20s, with nice 34D breasts and a gorgeous ass. Just looking at her made his cock remember he hadn't had sex in over a month.He fumbled with his keys, just to buy...