Originally written for a contest: mixing horror, fantasy & erotica (limited to 1800 words) Iranne's Caller As the air around her cleared, the mage's breath came in small puffs of white vapors. The creature loomed in front of her shadowed in the light, covered in her companion's frozen blood but otherwise completely unaffected by her most powerful spel...
(Sorry for my English that is my second language. But I'm sure you'd like my wife's story.) ***** Every thing started a very hot summer day ten months ago. It was almost my home arrival time. My wife had just come out from the shower. So she was naked. The doorbell rang. She thought it was I. She opened the door. Surprise!!! It was not I. He was the teen...
After twelve years of marriage, there has been a remarkable change in our sex life. My wife has always been Miss Perfect. Cool and aloof, she exudes an attitude of superiority that has kept most people at arms length. Kathryn is always perfectly coifed, immaculately dressed, and definitely looks down her nose at anybody who isn't up to her measure. Yet, bec...
My wife was out of town a few days about one week after the last “incident” had happened, and all I could think of was sex. On Friday afternoon after I made sure that everything was as it was supposed to be at work, having put in a few extra hours to make up for those that I had lost reading and answering personal e-mails, reading newsgroups and chatting wi...
The moon is full and so are the breasts on the unknown young lady we just picked up. Justine is drinking champagne from the bottle but her eyes are dancing all over our naked young companion. Removing the bottle from her lips Justine passes the bottle to our new friend who seductively licks the top before placing it next to her lips, then she tips the bottle...
The connection between walking the dog and teaching computer basics to over sixties. Believe me, there can be a very real and ultimately carnal connection, at least, that is what two such dog walkers discovered. * * * * * Along the Path. Every morning I walk the dog. There is a path that follows the river very near my house. If you go walking at a regular...
We walk along the promenade slowly in the bracing wind, the palm trees swaying and the waves rolling in on the beach. As we walk, our arms around each other's waist we steal glances at each other just chatting away. We stop occasionally turning to face each other and just kissing softly. We find a little café just set back from the beach and stop for a bite...
I am grading papers when I look up to see Jasmine standing at the doorway of the classroom. I don't know how long she had been standing there, but it is pretty obvious she wants to see me. I wave her in and she smiles as she nods, walking toward my desk. "Mr. Thomas?" she says meekly. "What can I help you with Jasmine?" "Well, it's about my report," she s...
I first saw her in the food line. She was beside me feeding her plate with salad. With the way she was hunched over I couldn't resist looking down her black blouse. I was discrete. I hit her with a few indirect glances, looking in her direction but not exactly at her. Her cleavage was mighty; her breasts were very well developed. Then when she stood up to sl...
Whenever we go anywhere outside of the house, my wife Cassidy is always cold and I'm usually hot. Most often at movie theaters, restaurants, in hotel rooms and on planes. All four of which we frequent when we travel. As a result, I usually try to bring along a small travel blanket in my carry-on backpack that she can use. It's not much, but it helps and she...