College life wasn't as fun as Katie had imagined it, even though she had survived her freshman year and now was a "sophisticated" sophomore. Sure, it was nice to be independent, and going to school in Sunny Florida was a nice departure from her home in Maine – especially since it was now well into Fall. Her sorority life was good – she got along with almost...
Foreword: I know that a lot of people think that the letters sent in to magazines such as Penthouse Letters are phony and are actually written by the magazine's staff. On that I can't say for sure one way or another. I do know that a lot of the letters sent in are fantasies and I also know for sure that when the magazine receives letters the editors change...
This is a simple fantasy. I liked the of an idea of a woman who embodies fertility (IMO) becoming one with her inner (slut) desires after several doses of cum. This story evolved and became different after several edits as time passed. I'm not an expert on the adult film industry I just have the usual interests as a consumer. This story is fiction, and is...
My beautiful wife, Rachel, has one major character flaw that recently led to a rather bizarre sexual experience. In spite of her wealthy background, Rachel is a habitual shoplifter, something that I only learned recently when she was caught red handed. We had spent the day at the beach and on the ride home we stopped at a small antique shop, Island Relics....
My first story, feedback would be amazing, thanks! ---- The sun glowed in a low black light, gently molding itself against the shimmering green ocean that clung so softly to the sand. A pair of footprints revealed the feeling of a conflicted person, she found herself drawn towards her destination by an instinctual curiosity, an unexpected urge inside her t...
"Dad, are you my father?" The old man found the question so amusing that he giggled with his whole body. This induced a spell of coughing and when he recovered he turned, and with eyes twinkling with happiness, looked straight into the eyes of his daughter. "Rather late in the day isn't to ask that question?" "Yes, Dad, but better late than never." "How...
Miranda slipped the strap of her sandal around her ankle and bent to fasten the tiny buckle. It glinted silver in the light from her dressing table and she stood back up, turning carefully as she checked herself in the mirror. Her silver sandals had six inch heels and made her quite tall--something she enjoyed since she was usually only five foot four. She...
(Revised) GROSSE POINTE, MICHIGAN The City of Detroit has gone through many changes over the past 10 years; in short, there are fewer residents and more crime. On this cold and windy November morning, Cathy O'Malley laid in bed wondering what her first day as one of the Department's newly-appointed Police Detectives would be like. Cathy is third generati...
Sitting in the university library, minding my own business. Just like a good student. That's what I was doing until she came along. Who am I talking about? Ajooni Patil, or AJ, as I call her. Hello boo, she said, wrapping her arms around me, and gently kissing me on the cheek. Her lips pressed against my cheek sent a thrill down my spine, in the most pleasur...
(I cut my teeth, so to speak, on the classic writings of Anais Nin. I have here tried to capture her approach, her environment of constantly aroused sensuality presented as normalcy, within the confines of my own style.) * Marie met Brian through Steve. She met Steve on a sultry afternoon at a small sidewalk bistro near the river when Steve came up to her...