Hema lay back on the rumpled bed thinking of the days gone by especially her new found relationship with Ananth. It was working out well, they both had enjoyed a few more sexual bouts after that night full of orgy with Meekri and were nearly in know-how of all the birth and wound marks on each other's bodies. The last fuck session for the lovelorn couple wa...
When I met Carlos, I was fed up with men and scared of having sex. You see, I was very inexperienced when I got married, my husband took my virginity on our wedding night. How was I to know that I was supposed to be wet with my own desire when he entered me, instead of dry and frightened? And so I spent the two years of my miserable married life thinking it...
After four fruitless efforts at a completed novel, a publisher had taken my fifth and turned it into a modest success. The rewards were mixed. A mandatory book tour had left me limp. Home after a month on the road, the challenge of proving the first success was not a flash in the pan had me in a funk. Lulled by the notion I might not be a starving writer fo...
A few days went by and nothing of note happened. Charlie had met Debbie from the solicitors and had a pleasant lunch but no plans were made for another more intimate get together. He had also seen Chloe from the estate agents; again very cordial but nothing was mentioned about getting together again. He was watching TV when the door bell rang. He went to t...
Author's notes: This is my first story. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated, since I'm still learning the ropes. This story is about a romance between a man and a shemale, if you do not like this, you should click 'back' on your browser. If this story is well received, I might bring up a sequel, I already have some ideas, but feel free to bring up any...
Cabot Ross had spent the night with Maria Salazar snuggling after some intense sex for over three hours straight. Giving in to slumber they awoke together at the chorus of singing lovebirds outside her apartment window. Was that a hint? "Good morning." Maria smiles looking over as his eyelids lift reluctantly, she had been awake watching him slumber, enjoy...
I have often pondered the manner in which society has changed in its view of sexual relations over my lifetime. It is now quite accepted that older people, for example grandparents, still enjoy sex. It has not always been that way. There is no doubt that Grandparents used to to do it back then, but it was simply not acknowledged. Today of course, one could...
This narrative came to us as a hand written manuscript on yellowed and tattered sheets of paper. Its owner claimed it was submitted to London Life in 1937 but never published because it was a bit more explicit than even their standards allowed. We seriously doubt its authenticity but will let our readers judge for themselves. Authentic articles from London L...
Og's Blog Pt 09 Og becomes a civil servant. Part 05 Starting in Devonport. Author's Note: Because of the Official Secrets Act, this has to be regarded as a fictionalised account and names will be omitted or changed. Any names given will not be the names of real people. Please note that Parts 01 and 02 of Og's blog are transcripts of posts made on the Auth...
My mother wasn't thrilled with my choice of moving to a nearby city. She worried about me constantly. But I finally convinced her I was old enough to take care of myself. I packed up my meager belongings and took a bus into the city. Luckily, it didn't take long to find my new home. I began renting a room in the home of my landlady, Helen Taylor, a woman a f...