After my anal cherry was surrendered, I had no remorse other than the soreness the following day. Sheila and I had taken full advantage of our passage and enjoyed each other over and over. I returned to Ashley's the following morning and got some much-needed sleep. I was a total mess. I had not bothered to do my makeup when I got up that morning and I just w...
Author's note. This story is about a couple that dared to explore their sexuality by having sex outside of marriage. For them, it works. If you dislike a story of this kind, or you think their conduct is improper, that is your right, but don't display your ignorance by taking the time to read it and then tell the world it is disgusting, while hiding behin...
Mixing Business & Pleasure As she descended through the clouds and the coastline came into view, Lauren reminded herself that she had one of the best jobs in the world. The city of Havana, in all its antiquated glory, stretched out below her as the first of many destinations. While Lauren specialized in organizing international trips, this itinerary wa...
**A great deal of time had passed since their last deeply intimate encounter. Life had gotten in the way as it has a tendency to do and they found themselves distant from one another. She took it upon herself to try and remedy the situation and attempt to get them back to enjoying what they loved most. Immensely grateful for all the enjoyable times they h...
Jennifer left her dorm room Friday anxious to get to her early morning session with Prof. Gilbert. She was horny and very wet as she walked across the campus. The clicking sound of her heels made her review in her mind the three men she had jerked off for her homework assignment over the past week. What would her mentor be teaching her today. The thought of...
This is a repost of an old romance story with a new edit. Chapter 8 Sherry’s orgasm bounced like a skipping stone, one diminishing peak after another, and then the final splash. Her overloaded senses didn’t identify the moisture on her face, until a drop fell on her lips. Reawakened taste buds recognized the saltiness of a tear. Sam hid his face in the p...
Prologue The Reverend Jackson Wilde had been shot in the head, heart and testicles. Right off, Cyrus figured that that was a significant clue. Whoever wanted the Reverend dead certainly did not stop at just emasculating him: Blood was splattered all over the sink and cabinets; collecting in a pool of blood underneath the body. It was messy, but Cyrus figu...
I had words with myself after camp and I'd continued to do so after my rendezvous with Emma in the garage. I'd told myself that it was just a phase that I'd grow out of, that I could stop if I was strong enough. All I had to do was just think about all those that would get hurt, all those I was responsible for, and I would be able to just stop things with Em...
My intention is to release my entire erotic novel in chapters. I hope you enjoy my writing. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. Copyright 2014 by D.J. Winters All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage...
It was an absolutely perfect spring afternoon with an icy blue sky with clouds like cotton bolls suspended in the 74 degree air. I had just enjoyed a great day of relaxation browsing the music shops and book stores in the city. It was a day to myself, away from the wife and kids and the hassles and stresses of my busy medical practice. The top was down on my...