*My first attempt at writing so please be gentle! Any constructive critique is welcome!* *** My 21st Birthday party had come and gone. All in all I'd had a great night. All my friends together in a function room with a bar and karaoke, was the perfect evening. My boyfriend Marcus typically got wasted and was sat in the corner nodding off. Marcus wasn't a b...
Megan was still in bed when the doorbell rang. It was Saturday morning, and she liked to sleep in, because she didn't really have anything to get up for, anyway. The doorbell rung again, and she ignored it. She stayed where she was, hoping whoever was at the door would go away. The bell rung a third time, and now there was knocking. After a moment her phon...
When a man wants to seduce a woman he must use different tactics dictated by the situation and by the woman. Sometimes soft lights and champagne is the key that unlocks that particular door. A fierce, stolen kiss might be the act that finally breaks down her resistance. Maybe all it takes is putting the toilet seat down. There's no hard and fast rule. But h...
The playroom was abuzz. Furniture had been moved and banquet tables set up. White linens, fine china, and candles now transformed the large room into an elegant dinner setting, with a three-piece combo playing cool jazz, tuxedoed servers passing hors d'oeuvres on silver salvers, and bartenders mixing high-end cocktails. The partygoers added to the ambiance...
Chianti finished brushing her hair and gave it a cursory look, and the doorbell rang. Chianti put her brush down, and pulled the scoop neck of her pretty pink sundress down a little, just so the jugs poked out a bit more. The bell rang again. "I'm coming!" What a beautiful dress, sleeveless and so short. Purchased by Ingersoll, a sad little man who needed...
This is a work of erotic fan fiction. Time is taken to develop the characters and the world, but that is of no concern for this chapter, because this one is almost 100% sex content. Fetishes included are: futanari, massive dick, massive breasts, lactation, autofellatio/paizuri, and minor cum inflation. Sex-to-story ratio: 9/1 Chapter 3: The Milk Maid Part 2...
If you knew the exact day you were going to die, would you be able to function? Could you go about the normal, humdrum minutiae of life knowing the precise date of your demise? Even if you had 80 years ahead of you, would you wake up thinking, "Well, I only get to do that 29,000 more times,"? I bring this terrifying dilemma to your attention because, as dea...
Every so often it's a good idea for a man to have a frank conversation with his penis. So much of our lives are governed by the floppy, greedy, one-eyed worm hanging between our legs that an honest discussion about pressing issues can be beneficial for all concerned. I had such a cock-talk early on the morning after I witnessed my mother and Bridget having s...
After all that happened Saturday night, a visit to Elaine was decidedly in order. She had, after all, been the instigator of all the mayhem that occurred after my folks walked in and found me as the filling in a mother-daughter sandwich. I wanted to both thank her and scream at her for all she put me through. But when she opened the door and I saw that sweet...
"Closed! What the fuck...!" Aphrodite screamed as she stood in front of the small shabby restaurant across the way from Washington Square Park. Squinting her eyes, she felt her stomach drop as this final discovery was revealed to be another enormous disappointment, the latest of many she had had that day. The sign on the building was clear, Temple of Aphrodi...