I can't remember why we decided to go to the Peppermint Club that night. When Lois and I travel we like to try something different. Anyway, Lois wanted to have a good time that evening and so did I. There were lots of clubs in Las Vegas. The Peppermint was one of the nicest, with comfortable booths sporting leather seats, a dance floor and live music. We go...
She pulled into the parking lot of the swing club with a sigh of relief. She was tired. It had been a long and stressful week. She had hoped to get here earlier, but that hadn't been in the cards. She had nearly decided not to come at all, but the thought of a soak in the hot tub was very appealing. She'd been coming to this onsite club for nearly two year...
We all have fantasies, I guess. It’s part of what makes us human, is it not? As a pious Muslim sister who wears the hijab, I am certainly no different. My name is Raya Mamadou and I was born and raised in Adel Bagrou, a small town on the southeastern arm of the Islamic Republic of Mauritania. My father Saleem Mamadou is a member of the Afro-Mauritanian nobil...
It's a blustery winter day as I walked in the front door of my local health club. I work out there regularly and pretty much know everyone who is a regular. So it was with some surprise that while signing in, I saw Naked News anchor Devon Calwell coming out of the aerobics room. "When did she start working out here?" I asked the guy at the front desk. "Cou...
Author's note: I wrote this for my ex-girlfriend about a guy she told me she thought was hot. I wrote this and told her it was like a "chose your own adventure" story where she'd have to fill in the line at the end of this first chapter. She did tell me how to continue, but I never did. What do YOU think her next line should be? Always open to feedback! ---...
Trying to work out what exactly it is that is the fountainhead of one's leaning towards particular sexual desires is always hard. Maybe, for me, it was that time in early puberty when my elder sisters, in one of their endless attempts to put a brighter sibling in his place, tied me up so I was unable to free myself. Honestly, it's either that or, later, the...
Mary sighed as the scooped the envelope off of the door mat. She knew by the look of the envelope that it was the credit card bill. "Its so unfair" she thought to herself. Money had become increasingly tight. She didn't mind her flat, It wasn't where she saw herself living in 5 years time, but it would do for now.. if it wasn't for her neighbours, that was...
The invitation was printed on black cardstock, the words as Halloween orange as the jack o'lantern that glowed softly on the kitchen table. The scripted letters were as sexy as the message they spelled out..."Be as bare as you dare! Come in for a scare into the witch's lair" . I was intrigued for a long time over that invitation. I wanted to go to this part...
*Author's note: I would like to thank PrincessAmelia for her efforts editing this story. She made it easier to read, and therefore much more enjoyable for you, the reader.* "Great, I am looking forward to it!" I say as I hung up the phone. We agreed to meet in Brooklyn, at the corner of Beverly Road and Nostrand Avenue by the subway station. From there we...
So, one day my wife, Kathi, asked me to write her an erotic story. I have always been good with words and have many sexual fantasies; however it is sometimes difficult for me to put these fantasies down on paper. The truth is, the reason I have such detailed fantasies is because other than my wife, I don't have much experience with sex at all. We have an ope...