How it all began. It all started with a crazy idea. Sat in a public bar, Mick and I were simply bouncing ideas off each other for possible ideal jobs. He turned to me and said "the best job in the world has to be filming those porno stars" to which I replied "No... The best job in the world would be filming everyday housewives and their dirty little fantasi...
(1) Please, please...erotica is in the minds of writers and readers. One man's erotica is not necessarily another's. (2) This is for cross dressers, fetishists, and those that might love BDSM, and it is fiction. There are sometimes no boundaries on where one can go in fiction, so, you trolls out there, this is just an exploration of where a couple of twiste...
Side Effect Seated beside her husband, Tom Armour, on the side of the desk across from the alternative natural therapist, Helen felt a flight of butterflies lift off in her stomach. It's typical to be nervous under these circumstances, she told herself. After all, couples struggled to admit to a problem like this, let alone discuss it with a professional, s...
This story is loosely based on real events of a summer in the late '60s, the actual sequence and characters involved may have become somewhat jumbled, but the essence is still there. *** Dave and I had been mates for a long time, about five years, and five years is a long time when you are nineteen years old. We had just finished with school, one of those...
My mind was racing the whole time. I couldn't believe where I ended up. But the sensations were running through my body. A 9-inch cock was ramming my boy pussy as hard as it could. Another cock, at least 10 inches, was being forced down my throat as his hands wrapped around my head, forcing me to deep-throat his amazing piece of man meat. Once he allowed...
This is the very first story I have ever written, constructive criticism would be appreciated. Thanks for reading. **************************************** The summons had come in an email and he had answered because he had no choice. Everything in him was compelled to do as she instructed. Not out of fear of reprisal although that would surely come quic...
********************************* Ah where to start? How about I just share a fantasy with you, one that I have not acted upon, but that is a frequent visitor to my mind. I think that if the chance were to appear, I would likely act upon it. Please keep in mind that I'm not a writer or English major. There are going to be mistakes, please either live with t...
Hi Everyone, This is an older story of mine. Like all of my stories, the characters are all at least 18 and this is fantasy, not reality. Please note the difference. Thanks! * “Eat as much candy as you want,” Robert told me and he pointed to the bowl of candy jawbreakers on the counter. “The children only get one each before bed, but remind them not to s...
Chapter 6-The Companion Zoe awoke the next morning not remembering when or how she had fallen asleep. Glancing at her alarm clock she noted the time being thirty minutes after six o'clock in the morning. Even with a rudimentary estimation she deduced that she had slept for a minimum of thirteen hours. Usually when one sleeps for over half of an entire day t...
I couldn't believe that he just stared blankly at me, as if I hadn't asked him why he should expect me to believe he loves me, when his actions always contradict his words. It was the usual bit. It had always been easy to get a grip of my next statement of wisdom, when this occurred in past arguments, but this time my throat knotted up and my mind swirled in...