This is a fictional attempt at erotica and will run into multiple episodes. Readers will be required to bear patience but with a promise, that they will get to see promiscuity at its best. Hema was her name, a very sexy name. Demure, coy and traditional, this south Indian Iyengar Brahmin girl was married but a vivacious flirt. Being an early bird at marria...
He stood wary. All around him were the curious stares and hateful glares of the Zecarin nobility under the rule of Her, The Majestic. They wore thin silks of purple, red, and white. Some of the males walked around shirtless and wore swords in their waist sashes. The heat in the room was formidable as ducts in the floor piped in hot air from natural thermal s...
"What's your inspiration? I mean, you normally draw a nude here and there, and they're lone models... but this... 'last man standing' work of yours is... eh... different." I was glad I could see the reporter couldn't think straight, barely looking at me; instead, ogling at my work was too hard to resist. But I couldn't explain the source of this work, could...
When death stares you boldly in the face, can you possibly turn away? Light had never really given much time to ponder this notion, seeing as the situation to ponder it had never really came up, until now of course. Had anyone asked her, she probably would have replied with a sensible, "No." Seeing as how death was unequivocally a part of a human being's lif...
Just finishing my third fuck of the night, I rolled out from under my lover, and he grinned and asked if I was ‘finally’ satisfied. I couldn’t help myself, there were times, like last night, that I was just insatiable. He was an incredible fuck, and I was always satisfied by him, eventually. But last night would not be one of those nights. And as my luck wou...
A few years ago I broke up with a girl I was dating for about six months. I caught her cheating on me one night when I came home from work early. When we first met I thought she was kind of a slut because I had seen her out before at some of the local bars and she always seemed to have a lot of guys hanging around and talking to her. She would dance with an...
I felt my sister's warm body. We were on a mattress on the floor under the covers. The warmth was spreading into the cold feathers and getting reflected back to us. I was caught in a dilemma of feeling her body, relaxing into the warmth of bedding, and pulling away from my own blood, getting physically too close. The door yanked open. Our mother stormed in....
This story is true. The names have been changed to protect the fully-clothed. Throughout my teenage years, I had a best friend named Lisa. We were close; however, we never had a boyfriend/girlfriend thing. It was one of those rare relationships between a boy and a girl where we connected on a friend level. We were best buddies. I was always hanging out...
I rolled over in bed and squinted my eyes to fend off the morning light. The sounds of life flowed in through the almost closed blinds. She was out there, somewhere. I pulled the pillow to my face, and could still catch the scent of her hair. I knew the sheets had not been changed in too long, much too long. Like every morning though, I left them where they...
I moved into the condo about a year ago. I loved being close to work and my wife and I loved giving up the commute. The condo was large enough, but what sealed the deal for me were the views both long and short. In the distance the lake, a view not likely to be obscured, it wasn't lakeshore but I love long views. The short view, actually just across the stre...