Mustrum Ridcully, longest serving Archchancellor in Unseen University's thousand year history, looked down at the small pile of documents on his desk. He shook his head. His world was trembling, he thought, but whether because its foundations were about to collapse or because it was poised to shoot forward into the future remained to be seen. He looked up at...
The personals ad was simple but exactly what I was looking for. It was a couple looking for a man, a guy was looking for another guy to seduce his wife. The catch was that he was going to be there. After quite a bit of back and forth, he assured me that his wife was dying for this and they had been talking about it forever. In the pictures he sent me of her...
-While Frank was in the living room watching TV, Santa was in the den, making Merry!- Was the Christmas of 1988 the season to be jolly?? For some, maybe, but I, Will Schreiber, was having a particularly bad day How bad?? Well, I'd give it a 1.2 on the open ended HO-HO-HO scale. My misery peaked just before my 3:30 pm break when the dishwater blonde came w...
Copyright (July 2014) © Sweetleaf All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without explicit written permission from the author. * Relaxed and captivated by the action unfolding on the television, Jenna was oblivious to the smoldering flame burning low in my belly. Partially naked in a hoodie and panties, the image drew...
What makes good erotica tick? Well, we might reply, what makes you tick? Erotica, surely more than any other art form or genre, depends upon meeting the audience's peculiar interests, quirks, obsessions-- kinks, let's go ahead and call them. Even the most liberal-minded lesbian, for example, can hardly be expected to sit around reading straight erotica all d...
I want to thank all of you who sent me feedback and words of encouragement. I was truly humbled by the positive feedback I received—and all of those who pleaded for another installment of Lana's adventures.. To get a little "H" on my first submission was more than I could have hoped for For those of you that gave me suggestions for Lana's adventures---sorry...
Chapter 6 The next day Mike was drinking his first coffee of the day in the ship's galley, alone with his thoughts. Jack strolled in looking like he had just fought a major battle with his pillow and the pillow won. Jack poured himself some coffee and sat down across from Mike, looking like he wanted to go back to bed. Mike looked out on the scenery that wa...
Chapter Seventeen: Stephen Raven stood on his terrace, watching how the moonlight glinted off of the pond behind his property. He sipped whiskey on the rocks, something to strong to ease his troubled mind. Inside his home were those he had to protect, and he didn't even know why. For someone who had made it a point not to get close to anyone, he'd let entir...
Chapter Eight Chelsea awakes a very different woman. Chelsea woke up with a start, sitting bolt upright in her bed. She was back in her room at Sir Douglas's house and she had been woken by the memory of what had happened the night before. She felt quite sore on her bottom and thighs, many of those attending the party had been quite rough in the handling o...
My wife Lynn is a compulsive flasher and exhibitionist. Ever since I have known her she has been making sure that she lets people see her body. When we have friends or family stay, she always manages to never quite shut the bedroom or bathroom door or she walks into the living room in a towel on the pretext of asking a question and accidentally drops the tow...