My boyfriend was supposed to come home tonight after work but he called and said he was going to grab a few beers at the pool hall with some of his co-workers. I got jealous because I rented a movie he wanted to see and cooked his favorite dish. I got even more jealous because I know what he does at the pool hall when he gets drunk. He is very flirtatious ev...
[Author's Note: I would like to thank all my fans that have written to me over the several years it has taken to complete this novel. Your comments, suggestions and ideas have provided me with some great material. You have my gratitude. This last chapter of "Aunt Phoebe's Masturbatorium" will represent my final excursion into writing erotic literature for a...
"What!?!" I yelled at the curvy blonde that my frumpy middle aged aunt Samantha had morphed into. "What? What?" I waved my hands up confusion. "What the fuck?" "Calm down, Megan." The young girl gave me an sympathetic smile. "Now that you're eighteen it's time I told you everything. For starters, I'm not really your aunt." "I knew it!" I wagged my finger i...
This is the second installment of a longer work. "Women Make the Man" Ch1, Pt 1 precedes it. Although this story stands alone, I recommend reading from the beginning. All characters in the story are over 18. *** Mom had been busy unpacking and organizing, getting things ready for our summer in the cottage. I had just turned 18, and this would be my last s...
Disclaimer: Though this story is written from my point of view, all characters, situations, etc. are fictional and any similarity to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental. * This happened when I was 18 years old, in my first year of college and at home by chance rather than choice. A younger cousin of my mother's was staying with us for a few...
1:00 AM...give or take "Yawwwwwwn!" "Getting sleepy Aunt Piper?" Mace Belmont, Piper Cherry's handsome young nephew lay out on her sofa watching a DVD seeing as she still hadn't called the cable company to install internet and cablevision. Wearing only sweat pants to lounge in he boasted a healthy rise under them, not even with an erection he was enormous...
Who was Betty & why did she think I was her prey? Earlier that night a woman in glasses came down to my end of the bar to buy some smokes from the machine -- I watched her out of the corner of my eye. I could tell she knew I was watching her because she studiedly refused to glance my way. She was blond-haired, which did not impress me particularly, but sh...
Author's note: The following is the beginning of something a bit quirky. Thank you for clicking the link, and I hope you enjoy. I am always stopped for the 'random' security check at the airport. My father suffers the same problem, although that is more understandable. He could be from any of a myriad of terrorist factions, with the deeply tanned skin, w...
In the week that had followed I had found myself in a regular state of arousal when thinking of my Mistress. It seemed hard to believe what had occurred but I just kept thanking my lucky stars that 1. She was as beautiful as I had hoped for before the visit and 2. That she wanted to begin a Mistress and slave relationship between us. I had spent every night...
Anna looked into the mirror as she slipped out of the robe she had donned after her massage. Standing there naked, she had to admit she was a very good-looking young woman. She was working on her Masters Degree in Art, and as little time as was left for exercise, she still looked pretty trim with full breasts and nice curves in all the right places. She stil...