Author's Note - So, I've realized there's a benefit to writing erotic fiction. All my other...hobbies?...are now valuable uses of my freetime. Google Image searching ESPN Body Issue? Research. Related image searches for Colin Kapernick and Carlos Bocanegra? Research. Looking for bootleg copies of The Joy of Gay Sex? Research. Reading erotica and yaoi? Resear...
The humiliation was now complete, and Sean was loving it. He was down on his knees on the kitchen tiles wearing nothing but a pair of lace panties, and his wife's lover's cock was in his mouth. It was a beautiful thing to behold (and taste). Long and proportionately thick, from behind its bulbous pink head until it disappeared, at a slight curve, into Gary'...
It all began three years ago, in October. I remember because my wife was visiting her sick mother for an extended period of time. Feeling unusually alone and commonly horny I had too much time on my hands to consider the most satisfying ways to shoot jizz. After many lonely nights of jerking off I reflected on the odd realization that many of my fantasie...
Well our annual parade was coming up and we were told this year that we would be marching, not only to celebrate Lesbian and Gay people, but to also celebrate National Nude Day, which had just come in. They believed that they could join the two together, as one, and keep all of us "other" people together. "So, how is this going to work?" I asked Bruce for...
Calvin warmed the underbelly of his forearms upon the sun baked bar. Inside a 2018, hot summer's theater; he has wheeled the Key West curtains open for new characters and plots. The bartender brought him his third gold, plastic beer wearing grinding white teeth and an open red Hawaiian shirt. Calvin knew the bartender, Chuck; he owned the bar and a very larg...
The sea had been his home since he was a young boy and stowed away on what would become his first acquired vessel. That acquisition took near on fifteen years. Now he stood at the wheel of his newest ship, purchased straight with real earnings wondering if he was crazy to be sailing back into Port Royal in search of only a chance at his fondest of dreams. Sl...
The phone has been ringing off the hook for the last week. "Historic costumes," I paused and waited for the inevitable question given it was October. "Yes, ma'am, we do rent for Halloween. No, we only carry costumes from pre-nineteen hundred." I rolled my eyes at the Hanna Montana as a slut request. "Yes, we have several pirate costumes in stock." Holding...
Hey everyone! Finally back with the fifth episode of the series! And a big thanx once again to all those people who keep mailing me! Love all my fans! You keep me going! And a note here, my college re opens this week so the last two episodes are going to be a bit slow in coming. Please be patient, I will finish the story as promised. Ok, now with all that...
Deng Qiao, owner of all of the cotton mills within sight of Langshan Mountain—Wolf Hill—at the fringe of the Yangtze riverside town of Nantung, sighed as he wiggled his hips into the pillows and held his young consort's silken black-haired head in his lap. Ping, the singer musician, who Qiao had bought from the Cut Sleeve Nanleshijia—men's pleasure house—was...
Friday the 23rd Everything changed between me and my sexy roommate that night in the gym's group shower. It was late and we were the only people in the dormitory gym. We worked out together almost every night. As usual, we finished with spotting each other on the free weights, then hit the showers. Frank Dixon, my sophomore roommate, and I weren't related...