They shared a quiet moment slaking their thirst from the cold, clean, crisp waters of the loch. The Knight adjusted his position, letting his calves dangle in the limpid water to cool off. Upon finishing her drink, the Sylvan Maiden, lay down, her head and one hand resting on his closest thigh, while her free hand gently stroked and pet his resting sword. “What is your wish, my master?” she spoke softly. In response, his...
Dawn has broken, as witnessed by the faint orange light leaking past the side of the window drapes. After a warm day and night, there was no need for pyjamas. He stirs and wakes as he usually does just after sunup. Slowly easing out of bed so as not to wake her, he heads to the en-suite to answer the call of nature. When he returns in the faint light, he sees her beautiful naked figure on the bed. She is lying on her fron...
I'm an eternal optimist. I've always been too trusting, too caring, too giving, too honest, too loving, too naïve, just too gullible, and I'm sure that is what will be the death of me. I'd grown up in a caring, loving Christian home, and had been taught from an early age that God's Grace was abundant and free for anyone. No hidden agendas or strings attached - FREE. All you had to do was accept it. Isn't that so against o...
Thursday & Friday, April 1-2, 2010 Several years ago, during a spring break trip to Pensacola, Florida, I found myself with five of my girlfriends in a Beer Pong tournament. I had taken numerous shots and Margaritas to get to this point. I had great beginner's luck and ended up in the finals against a gorgeous hunk named Bradley (not Brad mind you, Bradley). I was quite taken with him and as alcohol gets me horny and s...
As Shari climbed the stairs to her friend's dormer, questions crept into her mind and she stopped. "What are you doing?" she asked herself. "You're not gay, you should turn around and go home." Once again it was some unseen force that kept her moving. Shari tapped on the door and a second later Beth poked her head around the edge of the door, once assured that her friend was alone admitted her. When Shari was inside and h...
My name is Arun and I am a forty-five-year-old single bisexual male slut. I wasn’t always this way and my gradual transition to this state of mind has required a deeper understanding of my needs and desires. I can’t say there is one specific moment where I knew that I was a slut. Rather it’s been a gradual process of experiences, the projections of others and personal reflections. I was born and raised in the UK. My paren...
You honestly couldn't remember him being there last time you checked. You are in some seedy downtown bar, halfway through your third - or was it fifth? - whiskey when you noticed an oddly dressed man sitting beside you, though he was difficult to make out, given your inebriation. He seems to be dressed in some kind of fancy checkered suit, complete with a tall hat that looked straight out of the 1800s. You suppress the ur...
We used to chat on an online chatroom, every day like clockwork. Cindy was married to Doug and they had two teen boys. She was around 38 years old, but had a hot banging body. Doug had gotten lazy, fat, and uninterested in Cindy. He had has beer, TV, and work. Cindy worked at a dentist's office, managing their appointments & billing. That was her part-time job which kept her busy until twelve noon every work day. Once she...
I was struggling through one of the darkest times of my life. The tragic death of my lover and sexual mentor Bill had left me devastated. This sexy older man had taken me to incredible erotic heights in our brief time together, showing me how to enjoy being the horny slut that he had revealed me to be. In the months since Bill’s passing, I had avoided relationships altogether. I wasn’t lacking physical desire. It just see...
Abigail acquired a used car and then stopped at a shop and purchased a cell phone. The attendant had showed her an entire wall of technological wonders, way too complicated for her impatient simplistic mind to grapple with. She’d walked out with a small white phone and a basic understanding of how to deal with its functionality. Back outside, a shiver of apprehension had her gazing repetitiously over her shoulder. The eer...
Paulina couldn’t keep her eyes off him, though he could tell she tried to be discreet. Her face looked wooden, pale, but her eyes…those black orbs glittered full of poison, hatred…there was so much malice in those eyes. During dinner, Daniel regaled them with tales of his many trips around the world, searching for budding new musicians and singers. North Star Records dealt mainly with non-mainstream music. What they lacke...
Fantasy or Reality? Some guys who are married to “hot” women always have a nagging feeling in their gut that she will have so many opportunities to stray that it may eventually happen. I was one of those guys. While not chopped liver myself I have always felt that my wife Jill is significantly better looking than I am; in fact I have had this observation more than subtly pointed out to me by a dozen or so tactless and/or...
The Rolls Royce Silver Shadow coasted up the driveway towards Castle Stuart Country House Hotel. At 8:00pm exactly, the driver drew up at the impressive double pillared entrance. This was it then. Our chance to shine. The doorman who had been guarding the entrance approached and opened the car door. The company had paired everyone off for the evening, and I’d only just met Andy Sinclair less than half an hour before. I tu...
Grandpa and I - A new love I had been orphaned when I was only 16 and my grandparents had taken me in. It was quite a different style of living for me. I had been brought up in the city where everything was literally at your fingertips. Gran and Pa lived on a hobby farm of about 20 acres just outside a small town about 300 miles from my original home. As I said, I was 16. I had a trim curvy body and pale skin. My hair was...
