Note: This story is a lot harder than my other stories and even a lot harder than all of the other Breaking Clichés stories. If you need your erotic stories to be pure vanilla, then I recommend that you read some of my other stories. ***** I woke up slowly, not sure if I had heard my name or not, then saw my angel. Backlit by the morning sunlight, Scarlet...
The party had been going well until Sarah put her hand on her husband's leg under the dinner table at their friend's house. She was surprised when moments later he gently pushed her hand off. She brushed off the encounter and continued talking and laughing with their friends. There were four couples at the dinner party; a group of old friends that got toget...
(Moderator's Note: This story is a submission to the first Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on June 22nd, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each of the stories in this challenge is centered on the common theme of the main character being an author who then exp...
Friday The early morning shafts of light streamed through the gaps in the curtains. Sarah lay on her front, her head on Steve's lap, her hand resting on his soft cock. Her other arm was stretched across Dave's thick chest. They all dozed, completely exhausted, spent, after screwing each other well into the early morning. "Jesus Christ" Dave woke with a sta...
The tearing apart of my family came about because of a power outage. Maybe once every couple of months or so there will be a power outage in the area where we live. They last anywhere from a minute or two to several hours. As everyone knows power outages affect electrical and electronic devises. When our alarm clock loses power it resets itself to 12:00 a.m...
This story was inspired and requested by a gender-fluid friend, who happens to be a talented bootblack. The bootblack character is based in great deal upon her/him, and her/his requests for what would be in a story. Certain specific language used ("cunt", sissy, faggot, for example), is by her/his request, to more closely mirror how s/he likes to be treated....
We got out of the car and walked to the apartment front door. Trish gave Kris a quick hug and a kiss and then turned to me. "We have a lot to talk about. Let's go up and relax a bit before we get started." Feeling outnumbered, I just nodded and took Kris's hand. Trish seemed to ignore that as we went up to the apartment. I opened the door and in we went. Tri...
Chapter One "Damn!" I swore. "How could a person get lost going back to their own hometown?" I hadn't bothered with maps except to get near the right area. I figured I would remember the way once in the vicinity. I should have known better. I had definitely not inherited my mom's knack for finding where she was going. In fact, I would call myself geographic...
CHAPTER ONE. ANGELA ASKS ME TO FUCK HER BEST FRIEND. Angela is my housekeeper and as you may have read in my first story. I introduced her to the delights of anal sex in the car park of my golf club. She loved the experience so much she left her husband and moved in as my live in housekeeper the following day. After experiencing her voracious sexual apati...
Before reading this second part, it would be easier to follow if the first part of 'Adam and Eve Project' was read first. ***** Peter and Sara were now into their fourth day since being placed together. The tension of knowing their activity was being observed had eased. But the pleasure they continually found in those most intimate moments together had inc...