Even those who knew her well did not know just who the Lady Dust was. She herself didn't even know her true name. It was years ago when the Lady Dust, who named herself Dedra O'Hare, awoke in a field along side a country cottage. While trying to remember what had caused her to be in this field she realised that she had no recollection of just who she was. No...
Hey Kumpel. Als erstes ein Wort der Warnung. Ich habe mir in dieser Geschichte viel Raum für die Charakterentwicklung gelassen. Es geht in den ersten Kapiteln nicht wirklich heiß zur Sache und wenn du es lieber schnell und wild magst, kein Problem. Kann ich total nachvollziehen. Nur erwarte dir bitte von dieser Geschichte nicht so viel in der Richtung. Jeden...
I want to try something a little different with this story. The main characters here will be you (the reader) and me (the narrator). You can be whoever you want. I will introduce myself in a minute. I want you to tell me who you are, how we know each other, and what you want us to do together. The story is Moderated, so please get your suggestions underway b...
For a while in college I dated this girl named Xiao. She was an very slim Asian girl with a bubbly personality and free spirit. She was always smiling, which was great since she had the cutest smile in the world. She had mid length black hair and always wore clothes that showed off her flat stomach and belly piercing. She lived in the dorm buildings not too...
You nearly forgot your doctor's appointment, but you remembered it at the last minute. Despite the fact that I was visiting from out of town, you asked me to take you to his office. In return you promised to buy me a good lunch in town. I agreed, and soon we were on our way. As I drove, I could not keep my eyes off of you. You looked relaxed and comforta...
I met Katie in my Comp. Lit. Class. She was a small, almost boyish looking redhead, lean and slender from years of athletics. We struck up a conversation over Homer and Virgil and were soon talking like old friends. We did the usual early relationship things, coffee then dinner then a free concert on campus. We helped each other out in our class, proofing e...
She was kneeling down with her forearms resting on the bed, making her buttocks butt up into the air. She was spread wide open and between her legs I could see the damp curls of her pubic hair. I had finger fucked her for a while and her cunt was hot and wet. She had forgotten her shyness. Now she was completely unashamed, wantonly spreading out her legs s...
You have always had a taste for exploring old abandoned buildings and when you heard about a Hall of Mirrors that was not too far from where you live you could not pass it up. Of course the last thing you had expected when you went in there was to find a door between dimensions. One minute you where in a dank old building and the next you where stepping out...
After a long day at work, she had stripped down and changed into her running gear. It always felt good to go for a quick run after work to de-stress. Out the door she went, heading for her regular running route. Her feet were tapping out a rhythm as she padded along the road. She came to a turn-off and started along a footpath that led into the woods. Quickl...
Slung, Michele, ed. Slow Hand: Women Writing Erotica. New York; HarpersCollinsPublishers, 1992. Brought together by Editor Michele Slung as a collection of stories by women that focuses on teasing anticipation and gradually building sensation to appeal to women, Slow Hand includes a wide variety of characters of different ages and backgrounds and sexual ori...