On fantasy: I don't masturbate much anymore, now that I have a guy who takes care of my sexual needs whenever and wherever I get horny. I do sometimes daydream-fantasize, sometimes about something we did together, sometimes just a phrase I used in writing one of my erotic stories will get me turned on. One phrase that works for me a lot, to easily turn me o...
An angry rain was falling in sheets, relentlessly banging on the glass skylight that Jason was mindlessly staring out of. Streaks of water were skimming across its pane as the wind howled. Spring had arrived, but just barely. It was cold outside. April in Minnesota. A shiver went through him. Jason purposefully situated his desk under the opening in the cei...
The Tookees control massive amounts of power, but they don't know how it works. They know only that certain special women, captured with their ships in deep space, can be used as triggers to control the power. The spark needed to ignite the power comes during sexual climax. But something goes wrong when the Tookees capture The Marauder. Mousey and her seven...
Author's note: Inspired by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelly's Frankenstein, this story is a heavily romantic (and erotic) retelling of the story, told in two points of view. I always enjoyed the story even though it was like pulling teeth to read. This spin I had on the story was very hard to get out of my head, so I jotted it down. Putting it in Horror didn't se...
This is the seventh and final story in this series. I apologize that it is so long and has less sex than the prior chapters. I thought this necessary to conclude the story of Denise Hines and her friends. I hope you have enjoyed them. This story will make much more sense if you've already read Her Second Job chapters 1 -6. The series was inspired by things...
Mistress had invited someone over. That alone was not a surprise. She did it all the time. The apartment where she kept me and all her other belongings was blessed with plenty of space, which was hard to find in Denver nowadays. It was bigger than any of her friends' homes, so inevitably when she and her friends gathered, they gathered here. Sometimes a sing...
Justin quickly washed his body in the shower. He couldn't wait to go back downstairs. Ashley was someone he had always thought of as a sister. They did everything together as siblings normally do. But today their relationship took a turn. Justin wasn't upset about it, however. He was thrilled. Ashley was drop dead gorgeous. Justin had always thought that. An...
Part III Chapter 16 ____________________________________ 'What is the difference between a dream and a nightmare?' Imogen turned the thought over in her mind, asking herself again if she would choose the nightmare - assuming she could step back in time and endure her latest conversation with Heisenberg once again. Why had he chosen to speak of her future...
Chapter 1 Reunion "Hey Stan, you lecherous old prick," the text message said, "give me a call, I have a message to pass on to you; a pussy from the past wants to hear from you." The text message was from Jen, a friend and occasional lover from the distant pass. The two of us had stayed in touch over the years, sometimes with significant time gaps between...
(Hello everyone, here is part 2 of the story requested by one of my readers.) Chapter 3 While Monroe was having breakfast the next morning Lena passed by on her way out wearing a white body con designer dress with a black belt at the waist, black sheer pantyhose, a pair of white patent leather heels, big rounded sunglasses and a wide floppy white hat with...