The story, characters, names and incidents are totally fictitious and it is not intended to insult or defame of any country, religion, caste, sub caste, society, family or even any person (living or deceased), if any similarity could be found in the story and the real life then it will be surely just a coincidence only. The fiction work is also not designed...
"What time is it?" "Just after eleven. I will come and pick you up around two. Do you fancy a drink beforehand, or are we going to get onto the flight as soon as possible?" "Oh, Alex. A champagne might be nice. A toast to yet another success by yours truly?" "Quite rightly. I cannot quite believe our luck." Alexander Roberts was an international renown p...
Note to Reader: This is a work of erotic fiction, but mostly fantasy. All persons depicted within are over 18 years of age. A romantic vision; all persons and places are fictional. Any reference to real people and places are incidental in nature and unintentional. The majority of this story is romantic in nature, between a man and a woman, however, this st...
"Take a shower! It's take a shower," I said, laughing at Tuk's long face. We had just finished a lesson on 'the infinitive' in English and Tuk had wanted to 'do a shower' before we went out for lunch. "English so difficult!" she replied a little crossly. "I know honey. Lots of words. And then lots more words." The time after a class was usually set aside...
Note to reader: This is pure fantasy, take it for what it is. Don't try in to inject realism into this story, it won't work! Just enjoy! ***** A few months after my 18th birthday, Mommy told me we were having a guest over for an afternoon cookout. She wanted to wait until I had fully recovered from my boobie surgery! I was sore from my surgery for a few w...
Thursday Afternoon It snowed last night and turned the campus into a frozen fuckfest, resulting in fender benders in every direction. Thankfully my Dad taught me how to drive in everything but the vacuum of space and as long as I went slow, it would take a truly fucked road to stop me. Which was good, as I had somewhere to be once classes let out. While I...
I sighed as I put the car in park. It was nice to be home, but it was bittersweet. I looked at the window as I stepped out of the car, and there she was, with her hand pressed against the glass. Janie was a secretary at the law firm that handled my divorce, and ten years my junior. I had interacted with her at least as often as I did the lawyer, and some wa...
Prologue: This serialized story is ongoing and hopefully will have many chapters as the characters begin and develop their relationship. This chapter is the first and sets the stage for what happens next. From an erotic standpoint, it might be tame but I assure you dear reader that it gets better. The first couple of encounters are "in the can" and the rest...
Regular readers realise that I'm a paragon of virtue. And if you're not a regular reader and you don't believe me you can ask my parole officer. She would tell you that I would never condone teacher/pupil relations, even if the pupil was a mature student. In fact, even if the pupil was old enough to be the teacher's mother. And especially if the pupil was th...
'Look,' said Sam's Mum, 'he's 22, he lives at home and he's... well, dependent.' I looked at her. We were sitting in Starbucks in Kings Cross. I usually meet strangers in public places, it's safer and, although I'm always on the hunt for probing fingers and cocks, for that gorgeous spreading of my wet pussy that comes when they realise how ready I am, I don...