© 2011 All rights reserved * A week later, Ryan was pleased to be in a soft cast. Her ankle hurt far less and she was off her crutches, but she couldn't wait to be done with the whole damn thing. At least, she thought as she came in from work, she wasn't thinking about how it had happened every time she walked more than a block. Just a few more days, she...
The Next Generation, with more Fire Breathing, another Blacksmith, the same Erotic Fountain, some Rude Confectioneries, Hot Tail, and yet another Member of Unusual Size. * I've found out some weird stuff lately, and I've heard that sometimes writing things down, just for yourself, will help you sort it all out. So, here goes. My name is Karen, and I'm a Pr...
Endowed 80 year old Neighbor and newlywed bride Part 4 I woke up consumed with lust and with a burning desire to please and fuck his enormous cock again. I was crazed with lust, crazed with lust for him. Looking through all the sexy items I selected a sinful white bustier that came down to my stomach and had long garter straps attached. The bra part was...
We walked the horses into the barn and had the benefit of gazing at Laurel's glorious jean-clad ass. "Like the view?" she said, grinning over her shoulder while flexing her buns. Somehow Laurel could always guess when my thoughts were in the gutter. "How do you do that?" "Simple. I can hear your cock getting hard. Come to think of it, if I took my top of...
Chapter 2: Workshop in Lust The powerful sexual attraction between Karen and me continued to grow over the next few months. Our shared intimacy, which had saved our lives in the collapsed building ("My Secretary Ch. 01: Survival by Lust"), now threatened to drive me insane. Whenever I made love to Lori, my wife, I pretended that she was Karen and my climaxe...
By the time Peter got home for dinner, a barbecue in their back yard, Emma had pulled herself together from the puddle in which she'd been left following her overwhelming sexual experience of the morning. Puddle was a literal term in this case: she'd nearly passed out from the intensity of her orgasm, floating for a good five minutes on a cloud of bliss, di...
Chapter 4 What a Mess I rose fairly early the next morning, knowing that Rance and I were going to take a tour of the ranch. I dressed in my tightest jeans, and a light cotton t-shirt, expecting the weather to be warm. When I stepped out on the porch, I got a shock. It was cold. It might warm up later, but right now it was cold. I quickly went back to my r...
We sent out invitations to our guests for our first official sex club party. It would be a Halloween Erotica Ball. Our six categories of recommended costumes would be: Bondage or S & M, Famous people or characters, fantasy, taboo, horror or sexual creatures. Only human pets were welcome. Prizes would be awarded for sexiest costume, naughtiest costume, best c...
Bartered Orgasms with Agonies of Faith (Part One. Possibly stand alone.) (An "adult" read of more than 10,000 words. This is an effort to touch on the implications of whoring in periods of social tumult and political upheaval. There are no pretensions of expertise in the history and culture of South Africa. The author is acquainted, however, with knowledg...
Book Five. Madame Whiplash. Mabel woke up the next day, with her face and breasts, still stiff and sticky from John's semen. She had made him shoot it all over her breasts last night, and then he had rubbed it all over her face, the cheeky boy. He deserved a good arse whipping. The thought of him laying face down on a bed, with her whipping his naked bum...