Returning to my room from our walk I nudge you towards the bed where I lay on top of you. Instinct makes us kiss and softly grind our bodies against each other. I run one hand over your chest to squeeze your tits then down to your lower back so I can pull your waist towards me. Your body arches when my cock bulging in my pants rubs back and forth over your c...
Friday Night, Nicole found herself, not out with girls, but rather at home bound by rope. Starting at her elbows, I rope tied them together with the rope going behind her. Then, with more rope, I bound her wrists together. Wrapped around her waist, crossing in the front then coming back around and tied off with the end of the rest of the rope tied to the eye...
Caroline and I have known each other practically our whole lives. We didn't live right next to each other, but close enough...she lived on the corner, and I lived five doors down, across the road. I met her at the bus stop in fourth grade. Her family was new in town. She was a year younger, quiet, and sat alone, ignoring all the noise and spitballs flying ac...
Lahri had been in the Royal Castle for perhaps two days when she realized she wasn't exactly loved by the other women in the place. Concerning women, the king had a wife, two daughters, two sisters, and two sister-in-laws in the castle. The older women had the decency to at least pretend they appreciated Lahri's existence. As for the two daughters, Prince Va...
If there's one thing I've learned in all of this, it's that words can seduce the mind and body as swiftly as fingers to flesh. At first, he was nothing more than words to me, month after month, streams of words in bold type, waiting in an e-mail inbox. I followed them. They told me to touch myself, lay spread wide and naked, let my camera tell the story. The...
My girl, beautiful with her olive skin and brown eyes, her dark brown hair in little pigtail braids. "See," she shows her handy work, "I like to get them really tight, so when I unlace them they go all wavy, and look really cool." She wriggles in her seat, pulling on her braids, then on her blouse. She carefully folds the pleats on her skirt. When she's...
The next day was a warm spring day and Cynthia parked herself on a park bench in the Tremont Street side of the Boston Commons across from Norman's window. She sat with her knees spread enough apart to give whoever walked by her a nice view of her sheer bikini panties, so sheer that if one looked close enough they could discern her bush. Cynthia took care in...
A slow built story about a character's transformation. Sexual content may be present in some chapters, but is not the main focus. So no quick thrills here, but some development of the protagonist(s). As you probably know by now, this is my first attempt at writing erotic literature. Feedback is great for my stories and I, so please keep it coming! Once ag...
My mom left for her job around 2:30 on Saturday. I had 30 minutes until Mr. Kane would pick me up and I paced around the house nervously. When I woke that morning, my body was sore. My pussy was painful to touch. I didn't think I would be useful at all to him. As soon as he would try anything, I knew that I would just wince in pain. I couldn't cancel with hi...
There were once a man and a woman who had long in vain wished for a child. Three times a week they have sex in their little cottage but the woman can't seem to get pregnant. These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden could be seen, which was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. It was, however, surrounde...