This story is set in the summer of 1968. The events have remained a secret since that time but as the lady in question is now dead it feels right to make them public, although her name has been changed to respect her anonymity. * Auntie Em had never married and was an only child. I call her "Auntie" and did so for all my life ( except when we were alone t...
Sandra's first thought as she walked into the restaurant was one of shock, as she recognized most everyone in the room, but their faces had changed so much in the ten years since she'd last seen them that they also seemed new and different. Which, she supposed, was the price one paid for cutting off contact when one fled town after high school. She hadn't lo...
Chapter 04 A fancy free ballet with mother and daughter. When they arrived at the theatre it was rather different than Jenny and Kathy had expected. There were no bright lights, marquee, and box-office; just a small but elegant and softly lit lobby that led to a closed door that Dalton opened with a pass-card. Beyond they found themselves in a dimly lit c...
This is a piece of erotic fiction. Its content is intended for an adult audience. It is not meant for people below the age of 18. Read this only if you're of a mature age. - Andy Dave sat with his back against a locker, reading his paperback. A heavy reader and a fantasy fan, he always carried one, both for pleasure and for waits like this one. The fiction...
She was that girl. I went to a friend's daughter's wedding in Newport. I hardly knew how to find Rhode Island on a map, but my friend Vic Toney was connected to some people who could help my radio career. His daughter, Marie, was nice enough, but not what one would call a beauty, certainly not according to the still sexist standards of the new decade of th...
I spend way too much of my time hunched over the computer in my home office chatting, looking at and reading erotica, and living an extremely proactive fantasy life. I've often thought that were I to experience some sort of actual fulfillment of those fantasies, it would come via meeting someone in an AOL chat or something of that ilk, and in a way I guess...
I was sorting out some duplicate old folders of story ideas when I came across this one. I figure it says everything I want to say about these subjects, So I'll just post it to Non-erotic. Make of it what you will. *********************** *********************** Maddie came down the stairs of my old Fraternity House, down into the basement recreatio...
Terry scanned the lithe petite young body contorting in front of him. He drank in the contours of what he would have called a perfect ass, curvaceous hips and somewhere in the supple form in front he imagined small pert breasts. He pulled down the bar to his chest as he took a deep breath and the inevitable sound of the weights lifting up then clunking down...
A summer afternoon, lazily fantasising halfway through "The Love Boat". So much skin on display, so much skin. Everywhere you looked there were bodies of varying size & age & stretch & exposure & James had spent 2 days of his first ever cruise trying not to stare at examples he found particularly pleasing from beneath his sunglasses. The paperback he'd brou...
Poindexter and Charlene wake with the sun stabbing in their eyes. The others were still asleep, they realized they had slept together, but she didn't know if they had just slept together or he popped her cherry first. They went out and made themselves hot tea (with help of a microwave). Neither were seeing too well (mornings like this she needed her glasses...