Rain woke me. Big, fat drops of decidedly rude water, splatting against my window. I blinked away sleep and peered about in confusion at the familiar setting. The faint shifting of my breasts as I rolled made sure I knew the change hadn't been a dream. Thanks, tits. My room had gotten darker as I slept. I don't mean a small amount, like the clouds had come...
This is not my normal subject matter. It's a simple short story that popped in my head; it's not too in depth but I hope it is still exciting to some. I enjoy the idea of a woman attaining true happiness after finding the man who deserves to own her. After rolling it around in my head I decided to type it out and see how it went. ***** Miko was a shy but...
Ch. 5 : Seeing stars on a desert night. --- We flew to Aswan by the early morning flight from Cairo, and did the Abu Simbel tour. Both of us were very excited, and not only because of my film project. Travelling in Egypt is always a wonderful experience, and we both intended to make the most of it. Poonam confided in me breathlessly "I've packed only weste...
The following is a true experience I had freshman year of college. It opened my eyes to a whole side of me I didn't know existed. "Erika?" I flicked open my eyes. Disoriented and confused, I found myself standing in a cold room. I racked my brain as to how I got here. The last I remembered was studying for an exam with Jake, getting antsy waiting around...
Chapter 2 - The Neighbours In my last submittal, I told the story of how I first became a wife watcher. It has now been 20 years since then and our lives have progressed along with our sexual adventures. I will over the next few submittals try and bring the story up to date and hopefully give readers an insight into how we have lived. Anyway, after our adv...
Author's notes: Thank you for taking a chance and reading my work. I hope you enjoy it and would love some constructive criticism of the story if you have the time and inclination. This is entirely a work of fiction and the characters are not based on any people, living or dead. Any resemblance you might make is entirely coincidental. Oh, and Erik likes to...
My name is Ana Fleiss, and I am an exhibitionist. It's the thing that most makes me feel alive; the thing that feeds my deepest, most erotic desires. But this isn't quite a story about my current life as an exhibitionist and all of the many incredible experiences that I have had since discovering and embracing this side of myself. This is an account of how...
Disclaimer: Bork bork bork. I don't feel like writing out the full disclaimer. Anyone portrayed fucking or having sexy-time is 18 or older. There you go. Chapter 4- Delicious Depravity Few things are as intoxicating as staring into the eyes of the person you love as you share a climax with them. This was my conclusion as I shivered and came deep inside J...
A few things are not re-explained in depth. You might want to peek quickly at chapters 1 and 2. Thanks! ***** The water is already hot as I step into the shower and close the door. Two shower heads is a luxury, but it's proven to be worth the price. The front one warms my chest while the opposite one massages the small of my back. I squeeze liquid soap o...
The shoujo magazine's office was a world removed from the cramped bedrooms and convention halls that Terry associated with comic production. It was on the eighteenth floor of a towering dark green office building, and staffed by the same army of cubicle-dwelling salarymen as all of the other businesses. As he passed by their workstations he noticed that ever...