This is my first paranormal erotic story that I have ever written. I'm not usually a writer of paranormal erotica; while I'm a fan of vampire erotica. I was moved by an author who has submitted several erotic stories another site. I decided to write a short vampire erotic story, and I am unsure of creating a sequel, since I intended to create a short vampire...
I was sitting at my desk when I saw him walking towards me he smiled at me and I smiled back, he's kinda cute I thought, but definitely not my type, my type is tall, brown hair and a great mustache, the kind of mustache you want to feel brush up against the inside of your thigh. He was shorter than I like and blond, but he did have a sweet smile and a nice m...
Tom walked out of his hotel room on the 17th floor and went to the elevators. He was staying in a large hotel in a major Mid-Western town. Like most large hotels, the elevators were grouped together. Eight elevators serviced this hotel. Tom pushed the down arrow to call the elevator. Into his consciousness popped a memory of being in this same situation as...
When it comes to teasing, there is nothing more exciting to me, than the sight of a beautiful woman on the job. Just the thought of catching a glimpse of her breasts or panties under her skirt was something I only dreamed of. I waited for the chance to meet her in a secluded spot to satisfy her in a very special way. Hoping beyond all hope to fulfill your fa...
ELEVATOR MUSIC and TITTIES Ch1 Actually as much as I can remember, early on elevators didn't have music. In fact those I do remember had an inner fence or mesh door on the actual elevator that went up and down along with it . As today, each floor had its own separate door. Another thing, all early elevators that I remember had an elevator operator. Always...
Mrs. Rosselli could roll a meatball and grind out pasta like no one else. And her sauce was always on the stovetop simmering in one pot or another. She was a woman from the old country and she believed in three things: The Pope, her family and good Italian food. She was 50 years old and a widow for three years before her children finally convinced her to h...
"Well, funny man?" Becky Lynch asks you again. "Why are you so tired?" You try to come up with a lie. After all, Becky Lynch is your favorite SmackDown superstar, and you don't necessarily want her to know you've just come from sleeping with another one. You have to think on your feet. You come up with a solution. She calls you funny man, right? You'll ju...
"Okay... to be honest, ummm, yeah Joel is actually really hot." My girlfriend had had too much to drink. Friday night had become Saturday and we were now back home and in bed after an interesting night out. Earlier, Wren had wanted to dance so we went to a crowded club with loud music. Not my kind of place but it worked for dancing (and drinking too). More...
This the first installment of a series about an upscale couple and a black man. * My name is Wayne. I am a 56 years old executive in a prosperous publishing company, more precisely the CEO. My wife Beth is 45 years old. She is a university teacher and researcher. Her field of work is history, her specialty being the history of black people in America. She...
I met Peter through an online adult dating website. He wasn't really my type, but hey, I was on the site to throw off the shackles of 'type' and just have a great time. He was a bit arrogant on chat, a bit pushy about meeting when we spoke and a bit sort of 'c'mon baby, what you got to lose?' I hated it and liked it at the same time. To me, it was very macho...