It's a hot, sunny day and you planned a trip to The Key. Enlightened by the recent incident on the local news of a sexual tryst gone bad, the thoughts of the media frenzy bringing more on-lookers and participants than usual, has you excited. You send me a text, asking if I remember how to get to the marina and tell me to hurry my ass up. Naughty fun is on...
Chapter 3: A New Level It had been three days since the rape, and I'm not sure how I'm supposed to feel. Everything I've ever seen or heard about rape the woman is supposed to feel dirty and used. But I feel nothing like that. I feel more sexually alive then ever before. My body mutilated by his hands is healing nicely. There are faint, red rings around my...
This story follows on from a previous story I wrote about Faith. For something different I thought I might try and see if I could write this from the girl's perspective. Faith Dials A Daddy - Special Home Services. *** I have been keeping away from the online classifieds since I had that strange interaction with Mr Mature a few weeks ago. I'm 37, recently...
I'm only half awake, I feel you stirring next to me, moving the covers, your warmth close to my side. You roll towards me and your hand slides on to my stomach, slightly cooler that my own warm skin. Your breath soft against my skin as you bring your head to rest on my chest. I raise my arm and allow you to lay against me, putting my hand against the small o...
Tom woke up. It was so nice knowing that he didn't have to get up as he had a day off after working in the bar until late last night. He wandered around naked in a bit of a daze as he awoke. Tom is 6'4", broad shouldered and keeps himself fit. The flat is warm and sunlight in the middle of summer. His flatmate is out at work. Jess is a fun, sassy woman in h...
The art of oral pleasure goes far beyond the three T's: tips, tricks and techniques. They can be useful, sure, and definitely fun to learn and try. But tips and tricks are just that – and employing them without any true emotion leaves a woman feeling like a whore (and not in a good way) or a drone/robot, and a man feeling empty - literally and figuratively,...
Dear Reader, After having written 150 stories and 47 poems on this site since January, I have made some observations, some of which I have shared in my story, Hits vs. Voting and Public Comments. Those of you who vote and leave comments will either take pride in the fact that you are not who this story is directed at or will rise up in your self-righteous...
Please give me the support of your vote. * Ginny takes Jerry home to Boston Suddenly lost in thinking about Boston in the way that Jerry was obviously lost in living in Detroit, Ginny's mind was filled with tall buildings, historic sights, and meeting lots of new people. "Maybe there's more opportunity in Boston for a woman like me, a real hard worker, t...
"Yeah, well, I've got to get back and get started on this," he said as he headed towards the door. I stopped him and kissed him lightly on his lips. "One it is." Standing there in my robe watching him leave it was all I could do not to reach out and grab him and start again. I felt a little like Lilli Von Shtupp in Blazing Saddles swooning as Clevon Little...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the first erotic series I ever wrote, back in 2005-7, long before posting my first story. I have revised and edited (hopefully well) the chapters, but they are pretty much as they were when I wrote them. It is the story of a married couple in love and exploring a new version of their relationship. It is a fairly long series, although s...