Those of you who have read my memoirs like “Nora Explains Herself,” “Fantasies of a Young Dominatrix,” and “Nora Turns a Trick” know that I had two periods of being a hooker while in college. In my freshman year at the City College of New York, I was a part-time, completely ad hoc, and self-employed prostitute. I decided to never do vaginal sex for pay, but almost everything else was on the table. In my senior year, I was...

Bana-bhuidseach. The witch. Summer is but a memory. The days shorten and chill. Flowers fade and leaves fall. Autumn’s final flourish of vivid crimson and gold will last but a short time. October begins with fiery flames of every hue and ends with the bewitching mystery and magic of Halloween. Witches and warlocks, ghosts and goblins, potions and charms, spells and chants. Good versus Evil. I intensely dislike 21st Centur...

The afternoon sun was a relentless golden hammer, beating down on the quiet suburban street. Mel, nineteen and already bronzed to perfection, lay stretched out on a lounge chair in her backyard, the skimpy floral two-piece bikini barely covering her firm, small breasts and the neatly shaven patch between her thighs. Her parents were a thousand miles away, enjoying a two-week cruise, leaving Mel with the glorious, if sligh...

Mr. Bell and Mr. Smith are upright pillars of society, prim and cold and critical of wrongdoers. The reality was that my friend Miriam had taken on the summer challenge and had won. She also had lots of fun playing with these two randy hypocrites. She had loved playing the naive little girl, innocently letting them see her naked, groping her magnificent boobs, fingering her and using a sex toy on her. The ultimate was pre...

Neil Diamond sings Hot August Night. This August night in Glasgow was not hot, far from it. It was grey, gloomy, and wet. A new school term had just started. The summer holidays had gone for another year. I’d been in Florida—my first time across the Atlantic. I loved it. It seemed a lifetime ago. I was feeling down. Sunshine had gone, a new class had started, and there was endless paperwork to attend to, and my daughter w...

The locker room was crowded with more naked people than I’d ever seen in my life. There was just one student who looked out of place: fully clothed, wearing headphones and holding a microphone in front of Sandie. ‘So for the benefit of our listeners, describe what’s happening here.’ ‘I’m part of the student union committee and we’ve organised this clothing-optional protest against the closure. We’re asking for a minimum o...

The Stables of Desire It was 1811 on a warm, golden summer's evening. The sun dipped low over the rolling hills of the countryside, casting long shadows over the lush green pastures. The distant hum of crickets filled the air, blending with the soft sound of hooves striking the earth. In the quaint village of Holbrook, nestled between meadows and forests, the stables had always been a second home to Thomas. Thomas, a youn...

I stood naked in the hotel room, my son’s cum dripping out of me, my heart racing. My husband texted he knew my son was "sick"! The whole fake reason he was sharing a room with me at the tournament hotel was about to come crashing down on my head. Shit! Must have been Donald! I texted back. “Didn’t want to worry - energy has been low. I have been giving him supplements to help get him back to his potential.” Another doubl...

My round bum clung to my leggings for just a moment, mostly because I was so sweaty. Then they spilled down past my knees to the floor. My pussy tingled. I hoped he was watching… Since I could remember I loved to take my clothes off. Not just being naked, but the whole go of stripping. Sometimes quick, sometimes sensual and slow- it was just something I enjoyed doing. Perhaps it was leading up to this moment, this time in...

I stood at my dresser, my heart beating quicker. In front of me was my classy red lingerie set. A hot bra and matching red thong. I wore it whenever Steve took me on dates and special occasions like birthdays, anniversaries and Valentines. Now I was going to pack it for the other man in my life. Nathan was on a traveling soccer team. And for the past week had been planning for his trip to a weekend tournament. Steve usual...

After fucking my seventeen-year-old son on the kitchen table and cleaning up the floor, I decided not to dress. I was sweaty and sticky and needed to get a shower anyway from mowing. Plus, I was still morally wrestling with what I had done (leaning toward not giving a fuck). Being naked seemed to make the following statement more complete: I had given myself to Nathan without really thinking too much about the consequence...

Sweat trickled down my firm, B-cup cleavage soaking my blue sports bra. I sighed as I put the mower away in the garage. Today was a hot one yet I was happy to get the entire front yard done in record time. I guzzled from my water bottle and allowed the last bit to spill out and cool off my neck. My skin shivered at the temperature change, and I giggled slightly at my goofy nipples poking out. I loved using yard work and m...