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Over 90 days ago
Straight Male, 72
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Leanne

Revenge and fantasy completed.

1 Leanne yelped as the first slap struck home on her bare arse cheek, leaving a red hand mark and a stinging sensation she hadn’t felt since she was very young. The second slap caught her other cheek and brought tears to her eyes. The heat was making her...

Etta

A brief affair and a learning experience.

I was barely in my twenties, married already to a vivacious little woman, six months younger than me. Jane was really, quite small, both in stature and figure. Going in and out in all the right places. Also, she was very pretty, which was a bonus and, I g...

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Her journey up to now In the months since Michael had moved in, Defor had grown from an adolescent puppy into a fully-grown tub of lard. His liking for doing nothing at all and then sleeping like he had run a marathon afterwards, was taking a toll on his...

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Bless Me Father (Chapter two)

Mary's continued emancipation.

Exploration The change in Mary was remarkable and eminently noticeable. From being the shy diminutive figure, frightened of her own shadow and scared stiff of conflict and confrontation, she had become a confident and assertive woman. She faced the daily...

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Bless Me Father (For I Have Sinned) Chapter 1

The emancipation of a regressed woman.

Awakening The priest had heard the door shut quietly and settled into a comfortable position, ready to hear the usual liturgy of minor transgressions that would be forgiven with his scale of “Hail Mary’s” by way of absolution. Twenty minutes later, and ha...

The Librarian

A true story of an older virginal woman and a younger man.

He held her head in his hands, cupping her ears to steady her while she stood, statuesque. Her feet planted slightly apart, arms hanging down by her sides. Apart from her eyes and heaving chest, nothing else moved. John looked into her eyes with a steady...

Reservation

The newlyweds arrive at their hotel...

The wedding had gone off without a hitch. Seamus and Colleen were now married and embarking on the rest of their lives. The church had been decorated out with beautiful flowers, the colour of her choice. Burgundy red roses mixed with cream coloured chrysa...

Male Bonding

A chance encounter, one his wife will never know about.

Jake stirred his coffee, the spoon going around and around, no longer diluting the two sugars he had put in it several minutes ago. He sat at the kitchen table, alone and lost in his thoughts, his head cradled in his right hand, elbow supporting him from...

Love Thine Enemy

As an interview technique, it had its advantages.

He stroked her bare behind, a touch so gentle, as if cradling a baby’s head. Her soft downy hair hardly registered on his calloused hands in the sweep over her pink flesh. She sighed in contentment and comfort of their shared love. Her head lay on her fol...

Genesis (The Sixth day)

One possible explantation of our heritage. A 1000-word story.

They lay, entwined, with arms and legs clasping each other, sharing the afterglow that their sex always gave them. The dark was complete now, total blackness, leaving their sense of sight useless. They had watched the embers of the fire wink out, one by o...

Summer 2000

Working in social housing had its benefits. Lonely housewives made for an interesting summer.

My mobile phone rang and vibrated on the desk in my site office. I picked it up and glanced at the screen to see if it was a recognised number, perhaps even the caller’s name. The screen told me it was the office calling. “Hello?” I said a second after hi...

The first time with Helen

Helen's first step towards her sexual freedom.

The first time with Helen   This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don’t know who will read this and would hate fo...

The wet spot, again

Rachel's lost love returns to haunt her.

Rachel stood in the middle of her living room, large eyes surveyed the furniture in a sweeping arc, taking in the expensive carpet, the beige leather sofa, coffee table with its customary one or two magazines carelessly strewn on the polished ash effect t...

Yummy Mummy

Looking through windows can bring pleasant surprises

Jenni is a neighbour of mine. We live in a small estate of bungalows, grouped in a horseshoe at the end of the road. Jenni passed by my place every morning, taking Jessica, or Jessy, as she preferred to be called, to school. Jessica would be bouncing arou...