Following on from the surprise threesome with Lucy I wondered how Jane would react if it happened again... It was mid-evening, a few days after Christmas and we have the house to ourselves. Jane's mother has taken the kids out to visit relatives in London and will not be back until tomorrow night. I am not trying to imply that our house is a mess (far from...
Rebecca admired herself in the mirror. In a week she would become Mrs. Richard Peña in the wedding she had always dreamed of, but for now she could have a sneak preview of herself as a vision in white. The dress was perfect. The patterned lace clung to her upper body and enveloped her arms, leaving her shoulders bare to the touch. The layers of material cov...
It was nearly 9:00 when Sharon rolled over and looked at the clock. The party the night before went on well into the morning, and to say the least, Sharon had had quite a night. As she lay there in her bed, eyes half closed, she remembered the feel of Janet's hands on her body. She could feel the way Janet took control and the way her own body responded to...
The following is fictional. Names, and locations have been made up and are not meant to depict real people, living or deceased. These stories also depict dangerous, unprotected sexual encounters. In this day and age of killer STDs, please be careful and wear protection! Only YOU can keep yourself healthy. This is an adults only story. If you are underage in...
This happened a few weekends ago. I have not had a chance to write it up because I have been so busy with work, but now that my ankle is broken, I have a lot of time on my hands. For those who have not read my previous stories, Sandy is 38 years old, tall, slender, medium length brown hair, beautiful, married, bisexual, and is also fucking my mother, which...
Amy loved her job, but she had no illusions about what her job really was. After all, you couldn’t expect success if you pretended it was anything else. She was a sex performer, and she was paid to have sex on stage several times a night whenever it was her shift. And sex, whether on stage, for film or in private, was still sex. It meant disrobing, it meant...
Silence. The only sound was coming from the window air conditioner. She looks at me; I look at her. Time moves, but we do not. Our eyes remain locked. Her eyes search mine for some sort of explanation. I rifle through my thoughts trying to come up with an excuse for why I had just kissed my best friend. I got confused... It's college, everyone tries it...Hav...
My younger eighteen-year old sister Kathy and I were sprawled out on the living room floor looking at the photos and the lingerie ads in a hot fashion magazine. We were admiring the beautiful women and the sexy clothes they were wearing. I don't know what Kathy was thinking but I was getting turned on by some of the photos showing short skirts that barely co...
Carly set up her Wiccan altar as midnight approached. Her friends were coming around and they had something special planned. They had decided to perform an erotic sex spell that would grant them amazing sex for the rest of their lives. All four women knew what they were going to have to do. Carly, or Storm as her Wiccan friends called her, lit the earthy sme...
I enjoy working late. I am a transcriptionist, and can get more done when the hub-bub of a packed law office has quieted. One thing though, this old office building is about as tightly insulated as a bridge, and creaks as badly as my forty-mumble year old knees. I find myself getting up from my desk at least once an hour to see if somehow an earthquake ha...