Damn! That's the problem with driving a hybrid car. You get such good mileage you stop paying attention to the gas gauge. Now here we were, my wife Angel and I, out of gas and miles from nowhere on a desolate country road, somewhere outside of Ojai. There were no signs of civilization anywhere and it was getting dark. To make things worse, it was beginni...
I got back from a business trip a little earlier than expected and decided to spend that day, that had come out ouf the blue, with Nina. My wife didn't expect me back for another day. It was like 4 in the afternoon when I got to Nina's place and let myself in with some flowers in my hand. Nina wasn't in. I had expected her to, as she had told me she was stud...
This story has been brewing for a while and it's only now that I've settled on a time and place, Scotland in 1997. I used the death of Princess Diana as a backdrop to the final scene because it seemed to add some realism to the story. I don't know if there's more to this story but this will have to do for now as I'm working on a new series. ***** There are...
This is my first attempt at an erotic story and I would be very interested to receive any comments that you may have. I normally write Science Fiction and there is perhaps a hint of that in this story (old Habits die hard). Hope you enjoy it. Day One– The Girl. It was wrong... It was a silly thing to do but I did it anyway... After all, it never happens to...
Meditation Mount "What about a picnic?" Emily whispered. Guru Sri Sri Shanti was droning on about the soul being a flower that opened when the light of the Vedas shone upon it. Emily was bored because she knew a lot more about the Vedas than Sri Sri Shanti aka Joseph Poplowitz. "I've had just about enough of this." She murmured to Susan, who sat next to h...
She was just a student, an exhibitor in a fashion fair at the local art college. 18 years old, Indian, a waif almost a foot shorter than I, with short spiky gelled hair and a ring through one nostril. She cradled my hand as she admired my wedding ring, winking at my bored five-year old daughter, clutching my other hand. She softly brushed her fingers across...
Sometimes, when I'm in an elevator with someone I imagine what it would be like to have sex with them. I don't discriminate: boys, girls, white, black, indian, I don't care. I just really want to know what it would be like to have their naked bodies pressed up against mine. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I'm still a virgin. Are virgins more...
ALL CHARTERS ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTS IN THIS WORK OF FICTION ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER. ***** Darkness surrounded Lua. In the middle of The Mistress massive bed she sat Indian style. Her hands in her lap and her eyes shut tightly. Mrs. Bateman was near but had not yet accompanied her on the bed. Lua could smell her though. The Mistresses scent wasn't like...
Maggie was sleeping when I opened my eyes. I had a moment of panic; a memory of the years when waking up might mean getting slapped around. My heart pounded and I forced myself to take a long slow breath. The muscle on the inside of my right thigh trembled a little and I remembered how softly Maggie's touch had been there. I must have closed my eyes as a ch...
Hi, I'm Marquee, and do I have a fuckin story to tell. Okay so let me start this off by saying that, number 1; I came out as bi about 4 years ago, and number 2; I'm a total pillow princess and I LOVE being dominated and non-consent situations. So I was a counselor at a summer camp this past July, and I was just getting out of the showers when 2 other couns...