It was an uneventful ride back to Lisa's house - we talked and flirted some more, held hands and occasionally caught each others eye, staring for as long as possible without her losing concentration and crashing the car. When we finally returned to her home, it was nearing midnight. As the adrenaline was running high for both of us, neither felt in much need...
I sit at my local spot at the café; sipping my mocha and watching the time pass me by in colors. It won't be long before the closing time hits and I'll be forced to leave my chair and find another spot to brood and grumble. I haven't received the financial aid that was promised me in weeks. I can honestly say, as a black woman of pride, I need that money....
All characters mentioned in the story are over 18 years of age. ************ I jog down the corridor, my heavy backpack banging painfully against my hipbone. It's eight fifteen. Late. Again. Why am I always late? I ask myself as I approach the door to the classroom and hastily swing it open. Still out of breath, I am greeted by the calm face of my Englis...
There was a soft glow in the room from the flickering of candle light. The aroma from the candles sent an erotic spell into the atmosphere. The walls were painted a deep, seductive red and were accompanied by framed nude pin-ups. The music was loud and the faint smell of sweat and pussy lingered through the air. There were ten suede lounge chairs furnishing...
Characters: Alicia Forest: A pretty 18 year old with big dreams. She's under the sexual spell of Nikolas Tarrick. Nikolas Tarrick: A twenty-two year old musician with a handsome face and a to-die-for body. He lives the type of life that Alicia's parents do not approve of. Brook Forest: Alicia's 18 year old twin sister. She wants Nik for her own and would...
I am addicted to the erotic elegance of his pain, specifically when he offers it to me so willingly. If someone had told me a few years ago that I'd draw such immense pleasure from inflicting pain onto another, I'd have questioned their sanity. I'm the same person who feels a little remorseful after swatting a fly with a rolled-up newspaper; yet I have no qu...
She said, "This is going to sound fucked up." That got my attention, since things we had done to this point, things I had done to her, could get me arrested in a different context. Given what was acceptable to us, fucked up by our standard had to be fairly intense. We had neither of us been shy about pushing limits or experimenting with pain and rope. "I w...
This is the first time that written about my love of anal sex. Thinking about it, it can be traced back to my first anal encounter. With this in mind it is a true story, though the names have been changed. Please send me your comments and encouragement so I can improve my writing. ***** I think of myself as a normal 20 year old male. My name is Chris...
He walks into his large, Victorian style house after a long but arousing day at the office. The new receptionist is breathtaking: Her long, fire-red hair flows around her shoulders and back, enhancing her perfectly tanned skin and complimenting her emerald-green eyes and ruby-red lips. She wears a sheer white, very low-cut top that accents her large firm bre...
As the men left the meeting, word spread quickly throughout the makeshift village. The decision had been made. At daybreak, the men would ride across the plains to bring war to the Sioux. The Sioux had been attacking the tribe’s hunters, groups of ten or more Sioux killing one or two hunters at a time, and their numbers were dwindling quickly. The only hope...