It's Thursday evening, and I'm bent over in the kitchen, but it's not what you think. It's time for our weekly hormone shots, and my husband of thirty-one years has prepared our injections. He gives me an Estrogen shot in one ass-cheek and a Testosterone shot in the other. And now it's time for him to bend over! He's a bit jumpy and always tightens up for hi...
I walk into the library wearing a long winter jacket, brown wool with faux fur cuffs and neck line. Auburn curls tossed and wild from the cold winter wind that blows viciously through the narrow city streets. Shaking with gratitude to be lost amongst the steamy warmth of house of fantasies, fact and myth, I walk to the fourth floor slowly opening my jacket...
Peek in the shadow of my life. Come into the light of my mind as I give you a glimpse of my soul. What turns me on, you ask? Be careful what you ask. Can you really handle the answer? Yes, you say. Okay, sit back as I weave you a tale of what I desire. My tale will begin at a scene I once had. This scene will be for you to decide whether it was real or just...
Folks, I have something to confess. I simply cannot keep it locked inside me anymore. It's tearing me apart, eating me alive from the inside out and I must uburden my soul. And I am not the sort of man easily given to confessionals. I have been called a sociopath in the past because I feel that guilt is the weakest sensation a man can ever feel. I'm not a so...
On the planet of Novaris there laid a population of twenty thousand people, very small compared to other astral bodies that floated in the dark oblivion of space. The Novarian people came in a variety of forms as well as colors. Some were deep/cerulean blue, pink, neon, ivory, dark lavender, canary yellow, shades of green, or gray. They're eyes were much lik...
My name is Hodan Kader-Hussein, and I'm a young Somali-American Muslim woman living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I work in real estate, after graduating from Northeastern University with my bachelor's degree in the field of business administration, and my husband Yasser Hussein works for the MBTA as a supervisor for their mechanical engineering divi...
This is a true story, details on events maybe slightly vague from memory. Names have been changed for protection of those involved. I wrote this to get a hot sexual encounter on paper after having it in my head for the past ten years, hope you like it. Edited some mistakes from before and added a few more details. ********** It was a warm, yet foggy Apri...
Mike was about to cross a line that he knew would change everything, but his horny desires were more compelling than his good judgement. Even as he was stepping across the threshold of forbidden lust, he silently wondered to himself, "How did I end up here?" 'Here' was 21 years old, seriously considering marriage, and about to get naughty with the mother o...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * Too drunk to drive, 24-year-old Jimmy drove 39-year-old Susan home while she blew him. Appropriately proper when in the bar, it wasn't until Jimmy had groped her breasts when alone with her in the car that Susan suddenly became horny, aggressively sexually aroused, and inappropriately sexual with hi...
What would you do if you knew that a book that everyone else thought was mindless pornography was actually a communications handbook? If you ain't a Sci-Fi Geek, you ain't going to like this one. Mild erotica, but very interesting Sci-Fi concept. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular stor...