Dear Trina: It began with the suggestion you made concerning going to the string quartet concert. We were at another function – separately. I was there to pick someone up who needed a ride and you were there – well – because it is the type of thing you do. I was hardly dressed for such a concert and you – well – as always you had something semi-elegant on t...
This my first erotica story, I hope you enjoy, you will have read a little bit before hitting the sex. Chapter One: The Discovery It was stormy night and driving was not the best idea, but Cynthia wanted to reach the local bar because she needs a drink. After a fucking long day in the city, it was nice to be back in the outskirts with the small town feel...
The people in this story all came out of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and was not the intent of the author. All the characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. There are no minors involved in acts of a sexual nature in my story. It is fiction, people. I'm writing it for my ow...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor and no I do not want an editor. Yes, it jumps around too much. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of. Yes it's too long. Yes it's too short. Yes it's in the wrong category. Yes this is stupid shit. And yes, I suck...
Don sat in the waiting room, anxiously awaiting his turn to be called back to see the doctor. He was a little nervous, but anxious as well. His last visit went very well, all checked out fine, but it was embarrassing as well, more so than usual. Last month at his appointment, as the doctor began his prostate exam, she asked if he was "doing okay," and withou...
Nan and I met a few years ago. She was recently cast in a play I wrote and directed. I was immediately taken in by her intelligence, her poise, and her ass. She was an excellent actress in a minor role and outshone many of her cast mates by her talent, as well as her looks. She was tall, 5'9" or so, Her long, dark auburn hair framed her translucent face and...
It's all my fault. No matter how much I blame the GPS it was still my mistake. Trusting technology over common sense got us into this situation. Damn! I can call it a situation, but it's more serious than that would ever convey. We're lost. Stranded and freezing. We could soon die, if we don't do something. If I don't do something. It's all my fault. *** T...
The weight of the snow on the branch finally gave way, sending the lump plummeting into the field of white. It stood a winter valley sparse with pines and their broken limbs that succumbed to the icy wind blowing in from the south along a higher cliff of the same, swaying against its harsh touch. The clamor of heavy hooves driving fiercely into snow across t...
Today, of all days, your lover decided to have his friends over for a poker game. Thinking you would have the evening alone with him, you splurged on a manicure, facial, and a new hair cut. When you got home, your lover told you how much fun tonight would be when his "friends" came over. He didn't even notice your new look. Well, yes he did. He told you that...
What is the status?" Typheryian asks turning in his chair to face Oriatis. Magnus takes a seat in one of the two chairs in front of the desk before answering. "The cargo ship has already left and is on its way to the crater. However, our facility there has taken substantial damage and will take several months to get repairs made." "No matter. The Ancients...