*** This work is my own and may not be reprinted without permission. THE PRO Gantry was trolling for another mark. The first was a young hooker new to the streets. He offered her twenty dollars for a blowjob in a junkyard not far away. She was nervous and not experienced. A runaway, she said. She'd come to the city with a bus ticket and sixty dollars in...
Seven Days of Service – Day Four * * * * Thursday morning, and promptly at 10:00 a.m. my visitor strode through my office door, locked it and marched up to the front of my desk. Only four days into our period of service demanded, service provided, and this had already become a ritual. Unknown to her however, I lusted for this moment. The vision of her be...
There is nothing that compares to seeing a man mount my wife. I have seen it, the thick cock sliding into her, her hips bucking against him, fucking back while they frenched kissed, their faces glistening with each other’s juices. This was Isabel, my wife of fifteen years, her nipples hard as they rubbed against my friend’s chest, her chestnut mane of hair t...
Many thanks to bythewx for first editing this story. Grateful thanks to Dowageroftwo, who edited, corrected, questioned and inspired until the story became far better. * Roger heard Mary in the next room talking to Alice. The voices were low, because they thought he was asleep, but he focused, and soon every syllable was clear. It was remarkable how acut...
Here it is - the first and much-requested sequel to a piece I wrote a few years back. I hope those who asked for it enjoy it - and I'm not done yet! ~~ BrettJ ***** Linda Jamison's attitude had changed greatly over the past several months. She was now free to indulge in whatever desires she saw fit. Much of her life no longer hinged on the decisions made b...
I am a married black man, early 50's. This is my story; a reminiscence of real thoughts, feelings and events of my life. My decision to write it was born out of a private personal need for erotic expression - an outlet for sexual frustration. My decision to share it is an extension of that expression, but not an invitation for anyone else to use it in whole...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story is my first Romance story, so please be understanding. My ability to write romance is about as romantic as a John Wayne movie. That being said, I have received inquiries about the release of the next chapter so here it is. There is a sex scene. While Chapter 1 was definitely Loving Wives, this chapter is closer to the Romance the...
Chapter 4 — Twylla I was doing pretty well in my first year of college. A few of my classes were boring, and some were hard, but I was learning a ton of new stuff, and I discovered I liked it. More importantly, I was learning to really think for myself. (Cin-dy! Cin-dy!) My love life was going pretty good too, despite my being a semi-submissive, not-quit...
Author's Note When I started Chapter 1 of this story I had no idea it would go this far. Mainly I just wanted to try my hand at writing erotica and it's been fun, although I have become a little obsessed by it. You, the readers, are the external judges and so far I've received nothing but good feedback. I am grateful for a few specific readers that have pr...
It was sheer pornography; visibly crass, coarse, demeaning, and abusive; all the things that would raise a public cry of outrage, if it had indeed been made a public affair. It was, in all respects, perhaps the most private moments of my life, and the sacredness of it kept it safe from any condemnation. Any regrets that might have been expressed, were solely...