Outside a storm raged as rain pounded against the roof and thunder rumbled through the night. A bolt of lightening pierced the sky, casting shadows of the old oak against my bedroom walls while the howling breeze caused a low limb to scrape menacingly across my window pane. It was all very cliché. It was Halloween, all Hallows' eve, Samhain. That time when t...
This is a story of Humor and Satire. It not based on actual life or personal experiences. Thank you for reading. If you like it, please place your vote (fives preferred) and add your positive comments. Orgasms 101 It is surprising that later in life, a man may still not be sure if and when a woman orgasms. Thus, the reason for this story. Men don't feel...
(This is a continuation of my last two stories about Tamanna and Monoj. Readers may read the earlier stories to get better idea of the whole situation.) ...................... When Monoj woke up, he found himself lying on the bed all alone. He looked around for Tamanna, but didn't see her. Then he heard the noises, coming from the bathroom. Tamanna was tak...
When I was pregnant with my first baby, I didn’t feel like having sex much during the first trimester—I was nauseous and exhausted. During the second trimester, I felt back to my old self, in fact, I wanted sex more than ever, it seemed, but then my husband seemed suddenly disinterested in sex, which was very unusual for him. I thought it was because of my g...
Author's Note: the first paragraph of the story below was an answer to a challenge to write an erotic story in fifty words or less. He wore only a thin robe. She sat at the head of the dining table nude from the waist up. Two sticky pad electrodes were attached to each of her breasts. Her hands clenched and she gasped, "Gonna turn me into a cocksucker, huh?...
For a while it seemed Amy and I were, in nearly all respects, lucky relative to the rest of the world in seeing out the Covid 19 virus lockdown. We lived on an acreage in Bayview Heights, a sparsely populated Sydney suburb. We had our own pool and tennis court and Amy her own horse to ride, so we weren't lacking fresh air or exercise, even if we missed our...
Jean took C's penis between her fingers and squeezed its base. She didn't want him cumming, not until her needs had been met. He groaned equal parts pain and frustration. She knew he wouldn't have lasted much longer; his little penis was twitching uncontrollably, what began as a seep was now a steady flow of precum. His penis she knew was about to blow. The...
Bella had spent the last thirty minutes walking from one end of the alley to the other and still no sign of number sixty nine. The address was very clearly printed on the flyer she had found at the previous night's rave and having gone to the extraordinary bother of getting out of bed early this morning to visit the sweet shop she was rapidly losing her cool...
I followed him as he carried his son on his shoulders. I could not pull my eyes from his tall athletic figure. The little boy kept turning back to call at me. We had become friends in the few weeks since his mother, estranged from the tall man ahead of me, had employed me to look after her two children. Then, out of the blue, the children's father had appea...
If you read the first chapter, Amy and My Birthday Gift, you will recall that my best friend Amy presented me David to help me live out o\my fantasy of a long, relaxed affair with another man and Amy added the spice of watching and participating. After I had blown David and enjoyed the flow of his copious cum down my throat, the three of us took a few momen...