AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Allison's Addiction" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Anon140 in order to create this story. If you like this story, he should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. * * * * * My name is Allison, and I...
Please forgive me for publishing something with such few words. I wrote it as part of a love letter. My Mistress like it so much she has insisted that I send it to you as well. ******************************** Across the long grass to the sea. Down the steep path, me in flip-flops ('thongs' actually coz we are in Australia). Across the shingle with its pie...
Modelling allows me to come out. I have mostly enjoyed sex after 'discovering' self-sex at sixteen years old, fucking just as I turned eighteen, a few times fully satisfied, most times frustrated, I have not had any long relationships, five months long is the most. I had a great curiosity of getting it on with another girl, once a little drunk after a par...
Jazz POV I couldn't have been hearing Zuri right. Did she just say she slept with Ky a week in a half ago? That's after the fact we confessed our feelings about each other and she goes out and fucks another girl afterwards. Not only am I pissed that she fucked somebody else after, but it infuriates me that it's my friend. I wonder how many other women she's...
Author's Note: This is a slight experiment for me, getting into a more contemporary erotica tale instead of my usual fantastical settings. I hope you enjoy, and I'm not fully sure if I'll continue this with further chapters or not. ***** There was a squeal as the woman jumped from roof, half terror, half glee. As she plummeted to the infinity pool people c...
Daisy lay in her bed that night, still aching. Her holes had been used again and again that weekend, and they felt sore. On top of that, she had left the pumps on her nipples and anus until just before bedtime. Even on their timed schedule that gave her relief every ten minutes or so, they ached. She examined the swollen nubs, still obscenely large and purpl...
Gloria sat in her living room, waiting for her husband Wynne to come home. Wynne seemed to find more and more reasons to leave town, leave home, bail out on planned dates, anything to avoid Gloria and the life that they had built. Gloria didn't understand it and let Wynne have his space for a while. Until she found the emails and the texts that his other wom...
The perfect picture is never far away. *** Emmy was considered to be the most popular professor on campus. She had a certain way with students. There was a passion with what she did. And she loved teaching students. Among other courses, Emmy taught painting, sculptures, and photography. What she loved about art was the free expression. A person could bar...
So this is my first story that I'm submitting on here. I've been thinking about it for awhile and finally I just decided to go ahead and give it a shot. I hope you all enjoy it and feel free to make comments and send me feedback. I'd appreciate it. ********************************************* All my life I knew I was different. I grew up only having two b...
Knock, knock, knock. A customary three times she knocked on the green door. A quick glance at the number reassured her that she was indeed at number 23, the right house. Better to be sure of such things, especially with what she was here to do. She had woken up to a dreary day this morning. Late Fall was now truly baring its fangs as the wind had howled aro...