Not Romance; Erotica for the Unrestrained So, I am sitting in a studio apartment in Reykjavik, Iceland, for the moment bored out of my skull. Why I am here is not germane to this story and something I am not inclined to share. The stories I have decided to write are not really erotic fiction, but rather actual sexual encounters. I am bored right now becaus...
If you've read my 'She Wore It Well' stories then you are familiar with the characters in this latest installment. It's not necessary to have read them, but I suggest you do. Prior to this encounter, Vicki and I played as exhibitionists with Bill and Janet at the clothing optional beach. Thanks to AdrienneL for reviewing this entry. ***** "Show me," I sa...
"Love you, goodnight." Alex hung up the phone. He knew his wife's Friday night routine of going the gym after work. She would fall asleep soon after returning home, so there wasn't much reason to call back. He was on his own for the rest of the night. Alex pulled out his laptop and started browsing. As it often did, his search led him to erotic stories a...
Hey everyone. This is my first story. Would love to hear feedback! Hope you enjoy it! ***** It all started out as an evening of relaxation. That night started the gears turning. I guess I should go a little bit before that night and maybe let you know about us. My name is Matt. Born and raised in Toronto, Canada. I own my own retail store that sells vari...
I sit at my local spot at the café; sipping my mocha and watching the time pass me by in colors. It won't be long before the closing time hits and I'll be forced to leave my chair and find another spot to brood and grumble. I haven't received the financial aid that was promised me in weeks. I can honestly say, as a black woman of pride, I need that money....
Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for mature audiences. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments welcomed. Chapter 1: The Picnic I don't care much for my boss, but then I guess most people don't. I always figured there must b...
Now, I was in a world of hurt. It seemed like all I ever thought about was money. Well, money... and sex. I had been teaching for a while, which I enjoyed, but when my wife Emily decided we weren't making enough to get by, she insisted I find a more lucrative job. And when my wife insisted on something, it meant I wasn't getting anywhere near that wonderful...
It was 6:30pm and Allison looked out the window once more in hopes she would see Shawn returning home from the office with his coworkers. The food was prepped and the beer was cold. The weekly Poker Night was a resent addition to the normally mundane schedule. This little tradition was introduced by Brandi, a girlfriend of one of Shawn's coworkers. Allison a...
This is a work of erotic fiction, but mostly fantasy. All persons depicted within are over 18 years of age. A romantic vision; all persons and places are fictional. Any reference to real people and places are incidental in nature and unintentional. The majority of this story is romantic in nature, between a man and a woman, however, this story will also even...
I didn't sleep much that night. My mind raced at a hundred miles an hour. I was eaten with guilt. The fantasy I had just had was been just a little too real, the orgasm, too intense. I fought with myself. My husband was mostly perfect. I shouldn't want more. It was selfish. And really, I didn't want more. I steeled myself. I was going to stay at home with my...