Sam Parker stared at her reflection in the large gilt frame mirror that adorned the hallway wall just outside the large living room where her husband sat waiting. Glistening green eyes gazed in amazement at her gorgeously styled blonde hair that seemed to actually shimmer with life under the bright early evening sun. 'Is this all really happening?' Sam thoug...
My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Read and enjoy. * My husband, Joe, and I have been married for 15 years. Neither one of us are able to produce babies. I don't know if that medical fact or our high sexual arousal cause our desire for sex as often as possible. Joe feels that my looks alone can get...
Author's note: The events of this story happen in the "universe" of my previous short story, The Protest, that I uploaded on December 2017. I'm planning on making a series of stories on that world, where the characters of each story will be connected somehow. Regarding now the erotic scenes I describe in these stories, they are a product of pure imaginatio...
A Bewitched series fan fiction for mature audiences and set in an alternate universe. Synopsis: This is a retelling of the classic Bewitched Season 7 Episode 21(over all episode 221) story where Sam and Louise accidently trade places. In the original, the physical transfer takes place as the ladies are waking up and only witches like Sam and her mother can...
I was intrigued by the new neighbours. Both were black, nothing wrong with that. But the husband, Rufus, was – as I found out later, of course – 25 while his wife, Gail, was 40. When I say they were black, Rufus was a very light chocolate colour. Gail, a busty lady, was deep brown. Lovely – the sight of both of them made me wet. The day after they moved in...
Karie stood in front of her open locker, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Behind her, students streamed down the hallway towards their afternoons. Their conversations were a dull roar that deepened the pocket of stillness around Karie. In her reflection, Karie saw the worry in her own eyes. Mr. Adams, the history teacher, had told her at the end of...
To the reader: This series of stories is an experiment, an attempt to put in writing a game that I play with my lover. I tell her stories in bed, whisper to her, about the things that we could do, if we were the type of people to actually do them. Things like threesomes and bondage and public sex. Dangerous things, erotic things, impossible things. I set the...
Lara bustled around her apartment cleaning a little bit and getting things ready for her guests. Her roommate had gone to a FUEL conference and so she had the place to herself and had invited a few of her fraternity brother's over to play a friendly game of poker. As she set out the chips and cards and put on some music she wondered if Jeremy was going to co...
The nervousness of waiting for her husband to leave was something she was not used to. She wanted to scream at him that he would be late if he did not leave right then. Knowing she had to remain cool and calm she fought the urge to ask him again if he had everything he needed for his evening out. As soon as he was out the door she ran to the phone to call...
I had arrived late from work, as usual, and hungry, as usual. Throwing myself on the bed with my shoes on, I asked her to make a popcorn, but she said no, was tired too. To me that was what was missing to crown about a week of monosyllabic conversations and hostile looks — what was missing for me to start yelling and get out slamming the door. Half an hour...