A flash of memory: A modest slap on my bare butt brings me back to awareness. I'm breathing I've just run a mile, except that I seem to be lying across the thighs of a woman, on a love seat. Her fingers are gently massaging my G-spot, giving me total-body aftershocks. Across the room on the sofa, I hear my best friend Sarah in the throes of orgasm. A quick glance between my aftershocks lets me see the black hair of the wo...

The afternoon began with the two of us entering my old university library. We walked hand in hand, without a word, though I distinctly remember catching your eye and smiling at you, squeezing your hand as I did so. I was dressed in dark dress shoes, black suit pants and a black collared shirt, sleeves rolled up, my tattoos contrasting with my professional demeanour. You were wearing a grey cardigan, buttoned up, over a wh...

They spent the long drive home largely in silence. She rested her hand on his thigh, occasionally squeezing gently, imploring him to look over at her. Instead, he kept his calm green eyes fixated on the road, his expression unchanging. She wanted to plead with him, kiss his chin and cheek and apologize profusely until he took her in her arms and hugged her close. She knew this was not an option, however. All she could do...

Su Lin's eyes blinked open with a start, but she froze, fearing to move. Against her small behind she felt the soft warm pressure of larger buttocks. Hearing Mistress Ginger's slow breathing, she felt protected, but was disappointed that after Mistress had come to her room and asked her to share her bed, they had just gone to sleep in each others arms. Then she remembered that she had been told to release Mike at dawn. Wo...

Three months have passed since our trip to London. Addie has been back in the states with me for the past two - her arm mended and cast removed . I’ve returned to work after my summer hiatus, and before we know it, days flow into weeks and alone time for Patrick and I becomes few and far between. We’d expected it - planned for it - but neither of us were truly prepared for how little time I would have for him. I’m a bit w...

Kennedy waited in hungry anticipation. She felt the sweat on her back mixing with the cool air of the air conditioner. She could only hear the soft movements around her, the roar of the air conditioner, or the hum of the butterfly clit stimulator buzz when Lorne pushed the button. Each time bringing her close to an orgasm, but always stopping early. She would fruitlessly hump the air until she felt the sting of the whip a...

Beth could not recall the last time she had this much sex. Since divulging her desires to her husband only a few short weeks ago, they had had more sex than they had in years, even more then when they had first started dating when Beth had been just nineteen. Each time he laid his hands upon her now she wondered what new discoveries about herself - and about Reid - she may discover. She wanted more. The weeks had passed i...

Mr Thornton and Mr Hickson, two teachers in their mid-thirties, had now attended four detentions in the punishment room at the college they taught at. The men accepted discipline from Emma and Debra, two sixteen-year-old students they taught. Each time they had both first been spanked on their bare bottoms and then given six strokes of the cane. The punishment room had four high-backed chairs for multiple spankings. There...

It was morning and I had just woken up from another great night’s sleep. Once again, Klintuck was gone and out doing something else. I started to wonder if an alien even needed to sleep as much as humans did. I sat up in bed to stretch before looking down at my body. Lately I had a lot of pride as well as pleasure looking down at my sexy body. It was still kind of new to me on the rare occasion, but it was always a great...

Terry ran to his room and flung open his closet and began to rummage through his clothes searching for the perfect outfit to wear. He found an old shirt, a pair of pants and a button up sweater all due for donations to Goodwill and donned them. He slicked his hair back with mousse and then fished out a pair of sunglasses out of the trash that he had recently thrown away because one lens was missing. He popped out the othe...

My day started out like any other. I got up, took a shower and made some breakfast. As I sat in my robe in the kitchen eating my bagel and drinking my coffee, I couldn't help but notice Mr. Hardy sitting out on his porch drinking his coffee and reading his newspaper. He was an older gentleman, fifty two to be exact, but his looks had not faded. His wife had passed a few years back, she had some form of cancer. As I sat th...