In case you have not read our first two stories, a brief summary: my wife is genuinely shy and innocent in her heart, but I recognize her quiet, but deep lust for her sexuality to run rampant. We don't discuss this overtly, as I know she is more comfortable embracing her so-called innocence. So it's my job to push her limits into areas where her sensations r...
Foreword Hmmm they say write what you know (I hope this doesn't get me into any trouble). Preamble (get over it hehe) Most of my attempts at "erotic fiction" have been essentially to amuse female icq friends. That much said my fiction won't will have the male audiences in mind much. Sorry guys. This is my first ever deliberate and intentional attempt to w...
I had been posting an ad on Craigslist for several months that started with the title "Free Nude Computer Repair". I am a retired network engineer with my own small computer repair business. I am also an exhibitionist with a strong desire to be sexually submissive to a Dominant Woman. In the ad I explained that I would come to a woman's home and fix her comp...
I decided to see where this led. I ordered a coffee. We swapped names, though she told me that the only men she remembered were her husband and one neighbour. The neighbour was hung like a donkey and fucked like a goat. I asked about her husband. She told me that her husband was ten years her senior. Retired for two years, he had lost interest in everythin...
By Dan57 and Cih Lydia woke up early as she had to walk three miles to the cotton fields. The other workers used pick up lorries but it was for her an easy way to exercise somewhat. Cotton harvesting is tedious but not overmuch demanding. The only problem was the terrible heat of the Indian summer. The workers used to start working early in the morning and...
Lisa Harrison stepped into the dark room. She was naked and her long red hair was pulled up into a bun. The door closed behind her with a heavy clang. What I won't do to earn a couple of bucks, the young college student thought. She started when she heard a booming voice ask her to step into the center of the room and stand on the X painted on the floor. Lis...
"What the hell am I doing here at this hour," Carl said out loud to no one in particular, "man was not made to lift weights at midnight!" For over a year Carl Nevins had been working out three nights a week at the "Barbell Club", trying in vain to build up his underdeveloped body. Diets, protein shakes, aerobics, weight machines, and now free weight training...
You read about Internet romances all the time but I wanted to share this one with the readers because this exceeded my wildest expectations. I love discussing the subject of stockings, garter belts and spiked heels on net. End up talking with more men on the subject than women. You should also know that I love wearing them myself. I am not a true cross dress...
This story was inspired by one penned by the author know as Cumfountain.. I enjoyed his story but I am not into the urine drinking. Hence, I decided to write one of my own without the pee. I am a buttman, so I injected my love of the female ass. Enjoy... Within the multiverse there is a never-ending supply of universes that parallel our own. The planet is t...
A misty fog blew in off the ocean as Carla walked along a dirt path overlooking Hidden Cove Beach, her long golden hair dancing and swirling in the sea wind. Carla savored the cool wind on her face and on her long bare arms and legs. These walks were so therapeutic for her, helping to clear her head after another stressful week on the job. She was a vice-p...