I step out of my pants and walk around to the side of the bed, coming to a stop near your head. You roll over and reach a hand up to stroke the bulge in my jockeys. Now it's my turn to shiver as an electric shock courses through my body. Brushing your hand away for just a moment, I slide off my jockeys and straighten up so you are now facing my eight inch co...
I sat, almost curled up in a mossy bed. The vines from the willow tree surrounding me at every inch. My head tilted back against the bark of the tree, eyes closed. A surreal feeling washed over me as the events of the day replayed through my mind. Just the thoughts of it made the desire to repeat them swell in my stomach. We had been walking for a couple of...
I feel you kiss me, oh so passionately, I move to your neck and place kisses and nibbles along the crook and down your collar bone. Your breathe catches in your throat as I move my hand from your back and run it over your ass, making my way to the hardness straining against the fabric of your pants. I slowly unbutton your shirt with my other hand as I strok...
"This is a bad idea, this is a really bad idea," I told myself. Truth be told, skipping class is one thing, but skipping class to hook up with a transsexual you met on Craigslist is a couple steps farther. To make matters worse, I only had a one-hour window to get here, do whatever we are going to do, and get back before my friends found it suspicious that...
After following the directions here from the e-mail message he had received, John didn't think the inconspicuous facade of the industrial building in front of him looked much like a theatre. The personals ad he responded to promised a rewarding dramatic experience in an intimate live theatre setting. It instructed him to arrive at 1:00 pm sharp. "Well, I gu...
"Ahhhhhhhhh! An Anal Invasion! -- Sharon's point of view" Point-of-view makes such a difference in how a reader relates to a story, especially when one moves from third person to first, as I have here. I've decided to re--write a few of my stories, shifting the narrative to another point of view, and hopefully providing a fresh and exciting reading experien...
Chapter 1 Even as you manoeuvre your car to the side of the road your twitching in your chair, you can feel your palms sweaty and shaking trying to grip the wheel as best you can. Your not quite sure how you've found yourself in this position, and if your totally honest you're not sure if it is the right thing to do you can feel the pangs of guilt deep in y...
SHE: I finish a 5-mile run in the crisp fall air. The exercise felt good, but air was chilly, and I am rather worn out, so what could be better than a loooong, hot shower? No one is around, so I don't bother closing the door. Leaving my clothes in the pile on the floor, I slip into the shower. HE: I get home a little early from work. We had just finished a...
(This is a prequel to "Jessica's Big Dick Adventure" and the first new erotic story I've written in nearly four years. In this story, and perhaps others to come, I want to explore Jessica's earlier adventures, prior to her marriage and when she was just developing into the magnificent cockslut that she became. I've often thought that, there being nothing pee...
I rolled over on my back, let my head fall over the side of the bed and ducked between his thighs so I could get my mouth to his balls, those sweet cum-filled balls that hung low in their sack. I kept stroking his hard cock with my left hand, and I brought my right hand up off my clit so I could pull at his sack, gently pulling it down so the balls would be...