“Hello, Agnes.”Agnes looked up from where she was kneeling in her vegetable garden. It was the spirit of Burt, Mayor of Heavenly Aden. It was hot and she was wearing only a pair of shorts and a sleeveless blouse. He was shirtless. Her hands were soiled with dirt. “Hello, Burt,” she answered. “Welcome!” She stood up, brushed strands of light brown hair out of her eyes, rubbed her hands together to clean off the dirt, and walked over to where Burt was standing at the edge of the garden. Sweat streaked her cheeks.“Melody tells me you’re doing great. I came out to see for myself.” Melody was Burt’s buxom and…

The party was clearly going to suck. Have you ever tried to wrangle twenty 10 year old girls through an Ice Skating party? A smelly ‘party room’ that doubled as a locker/changing room. Thirty pairs of skates, because half the girls got the wrong size the first time. Cardboard pizza. No booze. My ex-wife and another mom decided it’d be an easy way to kill two birthdays with one party, and it sounded like a good idea, but when we arrived we discovered that it was half-price skate night. I had no idea that many people were interested in skating. We finally fed the girls dinner, got their skates on,…

Every cell in my body ached to watch her cum with another man. The ecstasy of seeing her eyes close, body trembling, and sultry voice call out when her pleasure became too much to bear. It became an addiction for me. When I couldn’t watch I begged her to recount her experiences with other men. Lying in bed together Stephanie would stroke my cock as she told me about someone else. It was nearly a nightly ritual. I was filled with an indescribable level of both jealousy and arousal as she told me about a different or better cock fucking her to climax. It only fueled my passion for her.Simply,…

She tugged a little at the cords holding her wrists to the posts on each corner of the bed’s headboard. He had tied them quite securely, but loosely enough so that she could move her arms about six inches in any direction. The cords were made of soft green velvet and actually felt good against her skin. He had tied similar velvet cords around her ankles and attached the cords to two hooks hanging from the ceiling. They held her legs about two feet apart, just wide enough for a body to fit comfortably between them, and about a foot above the bed. She had just finished a very warm…

CHAPTER 1 Thursday night, 10 p.m. and Megan Flaherty is at my door. She’s been here many times before. Megan’s tall and willowy, with raven-black hair, freckles around the eyes, and a thousand-megawatt smile. She’s a good catholic girl. Says her prayers. Attends mass on Sundays. But she’s strayed pretty far down the path to temptation. Put simply, she likes to fuck — a lot. Let’s just say that ten Hail Marys and ten Our Fathers isn’t going to get it done at this point. At first glance, she appears prim and proper, dressed for the office in a pressed skirt, tidy blouse and respectable shoes. But a closer look…

Dawn and I had been seeing each other regularly for about a month. The sex was amazing and she was an eager and willing student, wanting to try every method, position and fetish possible, since she had never had sex with a man before. We shared plenty in common, besides our sexual libidos, which made spending time together a pleasant experience. We enjoyed going out and doing things that new couples do together, such as going to the movies, eating out and going to the dance clubs. It was one particular Friday night that she wanted to go to a new dance club that she had heard about on the…

I arrived at the rally bathed in glorious summer sun. There were more than 300 bikes expected to attend this year, and if last year’s rally was anything to go by no one would be disappointed. I unpacked the Harley and pitched the tent in the corner of the field. It was early afternoon and there were only three other tents rigged. I sipped a beer as I admired my fast workmanship – tent, groundsheet, stool, sleeping bag were all set, ready for me to crash into later that evening. Jeff and Kelly were in the tent next to mine. Jeff was in his early 40’s and Kelly probably five…

Miles pulls into his partner’s drive, knowing Sara will be home alone with her husband out of town on business.He sees Sara and calls out, “Hey, mouse.”Sara turns and waits at the front door, wondering what he wants.He smiles and asks to come inside, having some papers to drop off. Once inside, he stares into Sara’s eyes and then aggressively kisses her, putting his tongue down her throat, intertwining his with hers.Surprising Sara with his forwardness, she stands frozen in shock. Then, remembering their elevator ride and being on her knees giving Miles a blow job, she recalls that her husband told her she was his little mouse, which gave…

The afternoon started innocently enough. It just didn’t end that way, although it was not entirely my fault. This would end up being one of those events that hindsight would have completely prevented, and in many ways I wish it had. But I cannot go back and change it. It was my first year at the University of Vermont, or UV as we called it. Burlington up in northern New England is a nice enough place, not very large, a good college town for the most part. But best of all for me, and for a lot of us as students, was that if you got on your bike, in…

“Laura, are you sure this new restaurant is alright?” I asked.It was February 14th, Valentine’s night, but we had failed to book early enough to get into our normal eating haunts. There was not a chance of us getting in anywhere popular, especially as this year Valentine’s Day fell on a Friday.“Greg, it was the only place that was still taking reservations. Next time; you book, as you promised to do!”Laura, my beautiful wife of ten years, was quietly reminding me that I had forgotten the one thing she had asked me to do. Book a restaurant for Valentine’s night, so I could take her out for a romantic candlelight…