This is a sexual therapy parody. Dr Tyler was walking around her office, looking at everyone. Her receptionist Carrie was a beautiful blonde. Her female staff were of all races, all beautiful. Then she looked in the mirror. She admired her body, so perfectly trim and fit. Her face, so sexy and those lips, so kissable. Aisha smiled. She's a hottie and she lo...
The first chapter in a new ongoing series I plan to write. Parts of this are based on a true story and other parts are either embellished or new fictional creations in order to enhance the story. I can't claim to be an erotic writing professional, but I believe it's a compelling story and if you enjoy it please let me know, and I will continue to write it....
Please feel free to contribute to this story. It was cold and wet outside. The typical autumnal evening with the trees shedding their leaves in the rain soaked wind over a carpet of golden browns. It was nice to be inside. I had my arm around my sexy ethnic wife who was dressed in her pink dressing gown. She was British Asian with long legs, a nice wholesome...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft's Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. X. Dr. Roger Taylor James came to. His head hurt tremendously; it hurt to even try and open his eyes. His eyes felt grimy; his whole face felt st...
The empty shell of the townhouse still smouldered as the fire crew carried out the charred remains of another victim. The corpse soon joined the line of black body bags behind a parked ambulance, hidden from the gathered TV cameras. No doubt an effort to give them a dignity in death that they didn't have in life. So… what happened at this old townhouse? DC B...
Hi I'm Dan, and this is the story of how I met my hot wife, Ria. It was quite a journey. It had been a difficult start to the relationship for both of us. I was a white Brit in his mid-twenties who grew up in the city and had plenty of sexual adventures. Whereas she was an eighteen-year-old South Asian student from India who was sexually naive. In fact I soo...
Mrs. Molly Brett, at 38 years of age, found herself a bored, suburban housewife, her husband gone again, doing another of his museum-display designs and construction assignments. Idly thumbing through a small stack of woman's magazines, she stumbled on an article that caused a bolt of raw, sexual electricity to course through her body. She avidly read about...
1/26 E-mails This chapter starts out with me answering Alice's question. I wrote: First my answers to your questions! Alice wrote: The story is fine, but you have not included anything about what I have told you so far. I will as the story moves move and more into your meeting and the sex and then afterwards when you start to see Tyrome. I answered: I...
A lot of people talk bad about the Dirty South, and I can totally understand a lot of their viewpoints. My name is Claire Jane Warren-Sankara, C.J. to my friends, and I was born and raised in the City of Fayetteville, North Carolina. My family, the Warren Clan, is as redneck as they possibly come, and they had a veritable fit when I fell in love with Ibrahim...
My trust was broken as well as my world. The worst thing was that I hadn't suspected a thing. I had trusted Chris with my life. He had fathered my only child. Chris had had an affair. Although he claims it was a drunken one night stand with a hooker who was milling about outside a hotel where he was staying while out on work. In short - it was a terrible mis...