Breakfast In Bed

Duncan | July 9, 2009

Laying there watching you sleep, sound and deep, you look so comfortable. Gently I get up trying not to disturb your morning dreams. This morning I want to surprise you with breakfast in bed. Something I do on occasion, to spark your day, to add a little fuel to the upcoming weekend.
In the kitchen, [...]

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Icing On The Cake

JoannaX | July 3, 2009

Ruf was late back so I had already settled myself from the long drive and had time for a welcome powernap. As I emerged from the bedroom to greet him in the hallway, I could smell the afterwork drink at the pub and then taste the familiar residue of the lager on his tongue. Staropramen, [...]

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Chocolate Fantasy

DanaG | July 3, 2009

His girlfriend was spread out across his bed, in her underwear. She was waiting for him to retrieve the chocolate sauce and cherries from the kitchen. They had talked back a forth about food play, but had never done it, until now. They had got fairly hot and heavy, she had come over after work [...]

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Love Massage

Duncan | June 17, 2009

Your neck feels wonderful to my fingertips. I like stroking them over it, feeling the softness of your skin as I run my hand over it. The touch of your hair on the back of my hand as I look into your eyes, enjoying the passion I see reflected in them. I move my hand [...]

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The Builder

Guest | May 16, 2009

by Dirty Carolyn
My story begins as just another ordinary day during a very difficult time in my life. I had just turned fifty, and had lost my darling husband, Gene, about five months before. Our two children were both out of the home, one at college and one working in a nearby town. While I [...]

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Beth's Party

Kristen | February 16, 2009

I’m a little embarrassed to tell this story, but my justification is that my “then” current boyfriend had been a real asshole to me. We’d broken up two nights before my best friend, Beth, was due to give a party at her house, and he had the gall to bring that slut, Carla, to the [...]

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A Christmas for Carole

HeatherAnne | January 3, 2009

By Heatheranne
It was a beautiful library. Two walls of dark wood shelves held numerous books and knickknacks and the sort of awards and honors and sporting trophies that a successful man earns in a lifetime. The room’s wood paneled walls were decorated with hunting prints and landscapes. There was a rock-faced fireplace hissing with the [...]

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