Carmen stared at the pile of papers on her desk and grimaced as if experiencing a sour organism. She was looking at three grueling hours, maybe four, and chucking pain for pleasure, she fled her confining office. On her way home, she thought about stopping at the adult video store and checking out the new releases. But her highly critical nature told her tha...
I went to go in the café almost two weeks after her last phone call, and there was Tina, just sat there, staring out of the window. I backed up and stood over the road watching her. Now and then she looked out, watching the people going by as she stirred her coffee, a little aimlessly. There are reasons as to why I never answered her calls. The first being...
Part 1: The Prelude Let me start out this story by vehemently saying I believe in love. Sappy I know. I believe in love between a man and a woman (or a man and a man or a woman and a woman, for that matter). I love being married, sharing my life with one person, raising a family. I would not for a second trade the life I have and the committed relationship...
With fifteen years of marriage behind us and having tried a few threesomes with two male friends of mine, Cindi seemed finally convinced that she could have fun sexually with other men and it would not cause a problem but would be exciting to both of us. She slowly began to be more receptive to some of my "wild" suggestions. First, we had a threesome with my...
I God, it felt good to be out in the sunshine! The sun stroked Monica's back with heat that spread throughout her body like a hot steaming mist. Her simple gauzy cotton skirt brushed her thighs in a complicated syncopation with the wind and the length of her stride as she walked down the busy street. Her long straight auburn hair lifted a little in the bree...
Author's Note: This is an entry in the Earth Day contest, 2007. All characters involved in any sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. The characters are not real persons, nor are any of the events in this story real. Certainly there are celebrations of Earth Day, but this one is a figment of my imagination. This is fiction. And it is non-eroti...
Author's note: I make no claim to being a good writer. I just felt compelled to share this little episode. I tried to keep the story from being too long-winded by editing some of the emotional aspects down while keeping the sexual energy of the experience intact. I hope you enjoy it. ;-) * * * * * Jen's tight little ass was fully on display. My friend Tom...
Many thanks to Angel Love for editing this story. Magdalena Boman was a very beautiful girl and most young men in our small town in Scandinavia regarded her as "belle de town." Even she knew that very well and didn't show much interest to those many local "trophy hunters" who did their more or less clever attempts to get into her panties. There was a rumor...
The following story is part of a challenge involving the demise of a digit. It is meant to be a spoof, which means it's supposed to be ridiculous so if you're not looking for humor then get the hell out of this category. There is no sex, none. Yet. Its just ridiculous writing meant to amuse the twisted of minds. Please feel free to be an idiot somewhere else...
This is a true story until the point after she signs my magazine. I've fantasized about it many times. The "what I should have said", "what I should have done" scenarios that could have netted me an unforgettable experience. I was preparing to move out. I had a few weeks to go and I was going to be relocating to another city. On my kitchen counter was the n...