James had often paused to look at the statue on his visits to Buchanan bus station. He regularly caught the bus to Edinburgh and whenever he did, he would make sure to take a look at this beautiful statue. Two reunited lovers, throwing themselves into each others' arms. He had a bag by his feet with a newspaper protruding from a side pocket. She was wearing...
I had to laugh when I rubbed the gravy boat and the genie came out. It only looked like a magic lamp; I didn't really think it was one. Still, plain as day, there stood a shimmering, slightly-see-through female genie, dressed in the classic Arabian getup. Now, I'm not one to believe in ghosts or fairy tales or supreme beings. But somehow my conviction of d...
[Author's Note: This story is written using the narrative technique termed 'stream of consciousness.' The stream of consciousness technique is one of the defining features of twentieth century literature, though it seems rarely used in online erotica. In this approach, the narrator describes not just the character's actions and speech, but broadcasts the var...
I had been adjusting to my new normal these days, balancing an increasing workload with new pleasures at home. Lots of visits with the girls Amanda and Jessica which were amazing stories in their own rights, such imaginative little vixens, but they were getting ready to head off to college and life was moving on. Meanwhile work and the career was calling. I...
Alice and Tom made the long climb to the top of the wooden stairs and entered the beach house through the kitchen. After passing through the kitchen, they entered the main room and Bobby made a bee-line to the bathroom. Alice stood there alone among all of the other party-goers. She looked through the glass doors that led out onto the balcony. Bobby and Stev...
"I'm so happy you came along, Lys." "I'm so happy you invited me!" she replied. "This place is beautiful! It's unlike anything I've ever seen before." "It's magical, isn't it?" We only had a few hours drive between campsites today, so we got an early start and found a short hike across a ridge to a lookout point. Elysa was wearing a pair of capri-length...
Cody yawned and rolled to look at his travel alarm, then dropped back with a groan. It was too early to get up when he didn't have to be at work...but the sunlight streaming through the uncovered windows made it nearly impossible to sleep. He couldn't seriously complain, he thought, staring up at the old ceiling fan that was trying valiantly to counter the a...
H^pOn the surface, Aisha Osman seems like a fairly nice young woman. Born into a Somali Muslim immigrant family, and raised in the environs of Barrhaven, Ontario, she leads a very normal life. She studies accounting at Algonquin College, and works at Walmart as a cashier. A tall, slender young woman with dark brown skin, forever wearing specs and a Hijab, wh...
This looked to be a great concert. An eclectic assortment of bands had gathered for the weekend at one of the city’s most popular outdoor venues. The rolling, grassy hills descended upon the main stage area like a royal entrance. Footpaths marked the intended progression to the stage area, but most of the concert’s guests were scattering themselves on che...
Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, stood with his pack in the middle of the woods. He felt like he was in a different world. For you see, he was five inches tall. The woman responsible for that, a busty pink-haired fairy named Symii, was standing with a smile on her face in front of him. She'd shrunk him down to her size and begged him to fuck her. He'd gladly d...