The following story is taken from a dream. I didn't create the story; I merely wrote down what came to me in the night. ***** Last night I had the most erotic dream I've had in a long time. My wife and I had a threesome with a another man. Well, really it was more of a teenage boy and it was less of a threesome and more like her making love to the two of...
Layla stood in front of the mirror looking for all the world like the Diva she was. At 5'4, 182 pounds, she knew she was neither the tallest, nor most lithe Mistress in the world. What she did know, was that with her caramel complexion, green eyes, auburn hair and ginger tinted lips, she was a creature to behold when she was dressed to the nines. Tonight was...
If only I knew then what I know now. As a teenager I was very naive. Sex was something that adults did and was 'naughty' but nice. I was always 'prim and proper'. What an idiot I was. My life changed when I was 22, I was getting so bored with my life in the pokey little town in North Wales that I decided that I had to do something about it. I managed to get...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c)2001 by Couture * "....last night I had a dream that I had a penis. I think I had it because I've been reading Tale of the Body Thief by Anne Rice, in which Lestat takes over a mortal's body." Betty continued telling me all about her dream last night,...
This story is my entry for the 2014 Valentine's Day Story Contest so, if you like it, please remember to vote! I also greatly appreciate any and all comments and feedback, and hope everyone has a great Valentine's Day! * Eric and Daphne pulled into the underground parking lot and he knew she was watching him as he circled deeper and deeper, until he reache...
My first story! Should I write more? Tell me! I'm stretched out on my bed, fast asleep in the dead of night. The summer breezes are cool and refreshing this eve, and so I am lying on top of the covers, clad only in dark maroon panties and an oversized nightshirt. Ensconced in my dreams, I am dead to the world, alive in the fantasies running through my mind....
I was so tired. I had a rough long day. Kids, people, pets, you name it got on my nerves. I took a relaxing hot shower and instead of getting dressed, I lay on the couch in a t shirt and my towel. Lying there on the couch with my eyes shut listening to the soothing sounds coming from my stereo I drifted off to sleep. I don't know how you got here but you wer...
Um, hi. I feel really strange doing this but you wouldn't believe how many times I came just reading your letter. You aren't some kind of weirdo, are you? I hope not. It's so scary how you know how to touch the inside of me, the heart of me with your words, as if you know me. Do you know me? I wonder if you're someone that I see every day, a kindred spirit...
Freddy was real there was never no movie, He was restless he hated that he had thought that revenge would feel better once he did so, but it did little to ease his wicked mind, however the dream demons had told him that the Elm Street sign was going to be planted in Hollywood, and that he could invaded the dreams of any eighteen year old and older celebrity...
Chapter Two - Plan of Seduction For days afterward, I couldn't get the image of Louise's body out of my mind. It seemed almost inconceivable to me that I could have known her for as long as I did and yet still been so completely unaware of her incredibly voluptuous figure. She had somehow managed to conceal her stunningly remarkable femininity, beneath her...