Hi, I’m Melanie. This piece is from a collection of stories I am writing with my husband documenting our journey as a polyamorous couple over the years. For obvious reasons we’ve changed our names in here, but little else. The stories are infused with both true events and fantasies, but the line between fact and
My 19th Christmas Eve started off quiet, but then it became the most thrilling night of my life. Christmas Eve was heading towards an end, and I was home all alone. My mom was working a night shift at the hospital, so I had to entertain myself. And what better way to do that than
“I am so pleased you have confirmed you are both bi, so pleased,” Sarah’s friend Debbi smiled, a week after our tryst with Leslie. Sarah had just told her all about our three-way with him, an attractive and very exciting cross dresser, when she asked, “Did your man reciprocate with a blow job for Leslie?
This is my take on Harry Potter and friends. This is my first story so please feel free to comment. It was late at night towards the end of July, still a few days until Bill and Fleur’s wedding. The whole Burrow was quite, almost. Within the attic, a Silencing Charm upon the room, if
Major Tonkatsu, my officer assistant, came into my office in occupied Shanghai. ‘General Tanaka, our comrades in Harbin, Manchuria, have sent a special present. Colonel Dr. Takuchi said this is specifically for your enjoyment. The gift is now in the Comfort House being prepared by Miss Yamaha.’ I was the Commander of the Japanese Imperial
My girlfriend Kate recently met me for coffee and took great delight in explaining to me in great detail the visit she and her man made to a close by, though little known sex resort. She and her man are around the same age us, early-forties. “You should give it a try Yvonne,” she told
This is a standalone companion story, to the Book 3 of “The Girl”. If you didn’t read the other stories, a quick introduction is in order: Lilly is a slave to Hank and Sam, and has a standing order not say “no” to any man. I recommend reading the “Trip to Mexico” story. WARNING: This
Everyone having sex is at least eighteen years old. “Tell me a story.” “What?” Kim looked at me with her eyebrows high. Her cute, red lips turned up at the corners of her mouth. “Tell me a story.” I grinned at her and could almost hear her thoughts. After a moment, I relented. “A sexy
Teachers and 18yo senior women abducted for sex games on remote island replica of their school. ‘choose your own adventure’. In this one, I choose my crush, a mean plump goth girl. The choice is driven by the hope that an experienced slut can handle the situation better than others, but I also want to
I still wasn’t wholly convinced this was the right thing to do. On the face of it, it had to be, I needed a break that much was evident, but my whole work ethic screamed at me to get my head down and work through it. I was an author with two successful novels behind