By no means would Madelyn Knight ever have considered herself an unhappy woman. The 33-year old brunette would have said quite the opposite had anyone ever put the question to her. She had a good job as a Financial Planner and was well-respected in her position. In fact, in a little under a decade, she was on the fast track to becoming a partner. She seemed...
Rosalind: London, early December 1919. I awoke feeling absolutely marvelous, and lay there for a moment trying to recall the last time I had felt happy through and though. Years, certainly -- before the war. I inhaled deeply, enjoying the smooth softness of the sheets, the comfortable weight of the quilts on top of me, the pale morning light fighting to pen...
My two friends and I climbed up the stairs to my room after a quick orgy at my sexy black neighbor's house. Y'know, like ya do. We originally went over for ice cream, but one thing led to another and the three of us took turns blowing him until eventually my friend Courtney took his massive dick for a ride followed by Jasmine. Being the stud my neighbor is,...
In some Asian cultures, August 8 was considered a lucky day, the squaring of the lucky number 8. But for Cassie and her father, it was a black spot on the calendar, a number your eyes skipped over until you had to confront the horrifying reality of it. It was on an August 8 a decade ago that her mother -- her real mother, not Charlotte the pretender -- had k...
"This feel good Trix?" she whispered in my ear. "Fuck yeah, don't stop." "Is it the best ever?" she asked as she licked my cheek, her nail dragging over my clit as she did so. "Mm-hmm." She lingered over my clit once more with her fingernail and carried on, down, between the wet folds of my cunt lips, and pushed her finger inside me. She scratched over m...
Author's note: This is the first part of a five part novella. Each chapter will be devoted to a different category of erotica: i.e. lesbian, group, interracial, BDSM, exhibitionism/voyeur (in that order). Although the five parts constitute a complete story I have tried to write each chapter so it could be enjoyed stand-alone as well (although I prefer you re...
Once again, this story is complete fiction. Those of you looking forward to a repeat of part two will be disappointed. However, if you can be patient with me, I promise some really steamy scenes coming up in future installments. Enjoy. * April woke up slowly. As she pried her eyes open, she quickly shut them again, blinded by the morning light. Oh shit! Sh...
After the ice was broken between my eighteen-year old daughter and I, we made love every evening since that fateful Friday night. However, I soon became worried that Katrina might become sexually dependent upon her mommy and that might restrict her options later in life. I therefore decided that it would be best for her if we could bring in an other woman or...
A long, slow drag at a cigarette right after that first taste of freshly brewed coffee and eyes lost on the black lines of ink of a book is not what most people would define as Saturday Night Fun, and yet I felt in paradise. I guess it was mostly about being able to enjoy again those small pleasures without thinking, without that dreaded heavy emptiness I ha...
Welcome back. Thanks to all the readers and I hope you forgive me for the long delay. I promise I will try my best to work on the next parts much faster. The second part is more about how the relationship grows. If you loved the first part, I hope you also like this one as well. For the new readers, I may suggest you to read the previous part first; or i...