"I have a treat for us both tonight Jenna," Cory tells me as he leads me by the hand into the bedroom. I follow unquestioning as I have learned of the pleasure we seem to find together. He knows some of my deepest fantasies and seems to delight in bringing them to life for me. As I enter the bedroom I can tell he has been busy preparing. Candles flickering...
A wired metal switch box poked out of the wall next the stage door. Derek held down a switch on the box. The chain, with Kaity still hanging from it, started to move. Kaity looked down at the padded floor as the chain moved, and up towards the ceiling when it stopped. As she passed me, I could see that her tits were rock hard and perfectly formed, as if scul...
This is my first attempt at writing erotica. If you are looking for serious hardcore sex, then chapter one isn't for you. However, as the story progresses, things will get more raunchy. Please comment so that I can improve my writing. ***** The look on Robs face said it all, he was obviously worried. His colleague saw it, and recognised that this concern h...
The next day Brie was sore and aching, her mind going over the events of the previous night. Had she really lost all control? Had she really enjoyed it? She blushed as she remembered she had more than enjoyed it, she had reveled in it, gloried to his total possession. As the thoughts went round and round in her head she wondered if this was what Callie had...
It had been almost a century since Alluva Lovedrake first learned of her draconic bloodline. The course was so diluted that she showed almost no outward evidence of her heritage, save for her vivid purple eyes and the only slightly oblong pupils within her irises. Over the decades, she'd used her guile, her wits, a plethora of aliases, and her body to infilt...
Author's note: This story is not so much about the adventures of Batgirl, but more about the developing sexuality of Barbara Gordon. It introduces several original characters, and is only loosely based on the comic book heroine. Enjoy! Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers for personal use only. No copyr...
Copyright Sethp 2010 all rights reserved! (Thanks to Busty Jessica again for inspiring this story and thanks to Pennlady for her expert editing) * Megan awoke as the morning sun shone brightly through the window, and could smell the scent of sex everywhere in the room. The sheets were cum-stained and rumpled and beer bottles littered the room. What a nigh...
PART THREE: THE DECADENCE Ben St James could not concentrate in the lecture hall all morning. He couldn't wait to see Rebecca Simmonds at lunchtime. But for the first time in his life; it wasn't just the feelings he had for her, or her looks. It was more. A hunger. He need her; craved her. The night before they had spent four hours just having sex and smoki...
I'm a handyman. It's an interesting trade and I can turn my hand to just about anything. Concreting, carpentry and carpeting are my three mainstays but if needed, I'll turn my hand to other things that come up. Most physical work just needs good co-ordination and a willingness to use your brain. I do, however, tend to steer clear of electronics. You want a T...
The only thing more useless than a yacht is person who sails them. They go on and on about iron men in wooden boats, driving before the wind, but what happens when the wind dies? The iron men sit there, with all the manoeuvrability of a stick, waiting for someone smarter and an engine to come to their rescue. Some of them, of course, are prepared to sit ther...