I have a confession to make. They say confession is good for the soul, so here I am. Now that I am this hot sex fantasy writer on this sex fantasy website, people have been expecting me to keep coming up with hot stories. But the truth of the matter is, my sex life has not really been all that exciting. If I had to write the Kama Sutra it would only be one p...
Hello readers! Thank you for all the comments on the last chapter, I tried to make this one longer than the others as per request. Keep letting me know what you think, it's very helpful! * * * After a few minutes I let go of Felix and he took a few steps back to give me some air. It wasn't surprising for him to act this way, scenes such as this were the...
I was amazed by how little time it took to get horny again, replaying all my sexual experiences since the previous day. By the time I arrived at the parking lot of the theater, five minutes before two o'clock, I had replayed my recent exploits so often that I felt like a DVR. Which probably explains why I started masturbating right there in my car. I first g...
"Congratulations Mr. Stern, the condo is all yours." Lisa clapped her leather portfolio closed and smiled at her client. Her commission on this sale would be her biggest this year. When she looked up at him from across the kitchen table, she was beaming and she knew it, but she couldn't stop. "Lisa," he said, rolling her name off his tongue slowly in his d...
January, 2020. x Sophie Helen Rhys-Jones, Countess of Wessex, at the age 50 had rivalled Kate Middleton as one of the most glamorous members of the Royal Family. She had now been married to Prince Edward, youngest of the Queen's children, for twenty one years and was looking ever more youthful. Blessed with a radiant smile and dimpled cheeks she showed a...
DIRTY, DIRTY GIRLS: Do It. You Know Want To... I exit the top bedroom of the bungalow intending to get a photo of Amber and me regardless of the outcome. Another life experience for the history books. That's when Frankie showed up in my periphery. She's smoking, having been given a break by my cousin who has already shot his load and returned to karaoke....
A/N: If you're not familiar with me, it is important to know I'm almost completely blind. This series is a first-person fantasy and not all the wishes will be written about in detail. If you're reading mostly for sex, read the intro, then skip the first 9 wishes and finish the bottom from wishes 10-12. I am the main character of this story and my descriptio...
This story makes reference to a once-legal prescription diet pill, officially known as a biphetamine, which is no longer on the market. It had many street names like black beauty, but in the South it was called a black molly. In recent years certain designer drugs, also called Molly, have appeared on the rave scene. They are different compounds than the old...
I don't know if you've ever read those things in Reader's Digest, that feature they used to have called "My Most Unforgettable Character", they may still run it, I dunno, never read it any more. Anyway, I thought about it the other day when someone mentioned during conversation when the topic had moved to our favourite subject, "Whatever happened to Pat Wy...
Manson slipped onto the tour bus, his bag slung over his shoulder and smirk on his face, which was better for everyone because it was rather obvious that he was now in a much better mood than before. When Manson was feeling good, it didn’t necessarily mean that everyone else was feeling good, but when Manson was feeling bad, it was never good for anyone. He...