Chapter 19: Stephanie's Story, Again--After Intermission for Pussy Torture [Okay, this is the next to last chapter...over soon.] "If we're back to my story, now," said Stephanie, "then I'm just going to tell you, again: I have no story!" This time, though, she said it without challenge, almost dreamily. She hadn't moved to cover herself—no modesty. She la...
It was at that moment that my stomach gurgled. Chrissy started laughing. "Wow, Nick, looks like someone's hungry already." I looked at the clock next to her bed and noticed it was close to 2:00 in the afternoon. Time flies when you're with a beautiful woman. I then looked at Chrissy as she started walking over to her closet to grab a robe. It was a kimono...
My first "escort". First I suppose I should make clear that we did NOT go anyplace. Escort simply is the title she used to advertise. I am really old, a lot older that you are if you are reading erotic fantasy. Unless you are sort of a pervert- I mean, who reads stuff like that anyway? And who writes it? Only males? Every story has some woman instantly...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** Authors note: Hey play nice in the comments. I write for fun. I write whatever insane thoughts fly through my skull. Then I sit my monkey down in front of the keyboard, and try to have a bit of fun with a story. If you don't like it, SORRY did my best. And yes I really am a truck dr...
~~All characters in this story are over the age of 18 and are willing participants the activities which make us this story. I broke this story down into multiple pieces not because it made sense that way, it was to keep the segments short enough to post without have a story spanning a dozen pages or more. All of these segments represent one time between our...
Amie woke up refreshed. After her doctor appointment and her fabulous edged orgasm on the balcony yesterday, she cooked dinner in her apartment, took a long, hot shower, studied for a bit then went to bed, using her lipstick vibrator once more before going to sleep. Her first class this morning was Change Management as part of her MBA program. The prof was...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Early morning was just the right time for words to...
Girls in their teens weren’t supposed to know all the things Helen knew about boys and sexuality. But Helen knew that sex wasn’t just a matter of humping your brains out. There were all kinds of needs people had, needs they’d either been born with or which had been developed. She already knew where her needs lay. Ever since she could remember having a sexua...
I stood at my bedroom window, looking into the backyard of the house next door. Lynn Dawson was lying in the sun, on a chaise lounge, wearing a yellow bikini. The bikini was not extremely small but on Lynn's perfect body, it did not have to be. She was about five feet, eight inches tall and had thick, wavy, shoulder length blond hair which she usually wore...
This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to writ...