The new day was exceedingly moist. It was one of those intense steamy weeks in August with intermittent rain separated by hours upon hours of dense heat and humidity. The kind of weather that permanently wore down the insides of all air conditioners that kept the city by the river barely functioning under the intense dampness. A curtain of early morning fog...
Author's note: It has taken me over nine years to return to this story, though it's been on my mind so many times. First-person perspective is always such a departure for me that it leaves me feeling a little lost. Here's hoping I've found my way back without losing too much of the story. It's a little sappy, but it's honest sap. For those of you who need fo...
Note: this is a sequel to "Classified Ads", which is in the Erotic Couplings section. * * * * * Sleeping with the boss is a common way to get ahead in the business world. I slept with my boss and found a whole new life. Her name is Ann Richards and she is a top executive in our firm. Our business is export/import, and Ann is an exception in a field dominat...
**Authors Note: Thanks to the many who've voted on my other stories, and to those who've offered feedback. * She had lips I could kiss for about a year solid. I stared at her mouth on the screen, watched her shout, scream, and scowl at the enemies around her. Her name was Sarise, and the game was Kiss of the Red Blade. It was a game developed by a British...
As a math major, I am used to thinking logically, concentrating long and hard on abstract, abstruse concepts, and following long chains of reasoning. But after a while, once I reported for pledge duty at the sorority house, I found it more and more difficult to think clearly. We were always chanting something or doing something repetitive or running ourselve...
First to Terry thank you so much for taking the time to make my work worth reading. We all know I needed it. Ripley thank you so much for opening my mind to some different things. Jane Doe your writing is amazing! Please take note! The text in this story contains erotic material, including very graphic descriptions of consensual sexual acts, especially...
Dear Readers, I have had few of you say I have strayed from my original premise. Perhaps, but I had and still have no real plan. In reality, I simply sit down for a couple of hours every now and then and write another chapter. I know not where I go until I sit down and let my fingers lead me. The chapters and story just evolves. I rarely edit and never rewri...
Enlightened Descent, is a novelette that explores the relationship between two close friends. Neither was aware of the other's sexual attraction, and so it is a revelation when they discover their mutual desires. They soon learn that there are very distinct differences in the roles they wish to play however, and this leads to some very entertaining reading....
"Art is not a mirror. It is a hammer." --phrase scrawled on a whiteboard in the Media Lab at MIT (home of the first computer hackers), attributed to Bertolt Brecht Domenique, a pleasant ache still present in her jaw since the sex they'd had the night before, passed unnoticed into the doorway of Gwen's bedroom. The stillness and sheer beauty of the scene ra...
This story is protected by copyright and may not be copied or reproduced without the explicit approval of the author. * I peered thru the window at my daughter Megan and her friend Rachel as they strenuously practiced their cheerleading routines in the back yard. I was envious of their innocence, their youthful energy. It only seemed to magnify the despai...