This is my first submission of an erotic story. Feedback is very welcome and feel free to comment. * We were lying in our bed, her head on my shoulder, her hand on my chest. I brushed aside her red hair and smiled as I saw her sleeping. Her eyes closed shut, mouth slightly open. As her breath tickled my chest, I felt a stirring in my groin. We were both n...
This was Bank Holiday Sunday, an especially busy on the town. I'd started at 6 o'clock, but we weren't the last stop on the drinking circuit, so I knew I'd be finished and still be able to get out later and end the night at the nightclub over the road. I was the DJ where I was at. Almost six foot tall and not a bad looking lad. In my mid 20s at this time....
It was that dreaded time of day again, exercises. Her normal time for exercising was just before her man was due home for the evening. Oh, how she hated doing her daily workout but she was determined to get into better shape for herself as well as for her man. In the exercise room, she put the leveler into the correct free weight level, before placing the w...
Monday arrives and I find that I have overslept. I roll over in my bed and look at the clock. It is already 11 am and the sun has been filtering in through the filmy curtains. The room is like a sweat box so I reach to open the window. Just a few more minutes to lie here, listening to the birds in the trees, the soft breath of wind as it stirs the curtains,...
Sunlight was starting to break into our bedroom through the mostly curtained window, a small amount of light, but nonetheless one that manages to stir my sleep and make my eyes open ever so slightly, and I'm so happy that they do. I see you laying there beside me, your eyes closed and your body relaxed, one of my arms still under, and your hand is on my bar...
Driving through the flat Norfolk countryside on a sunny, if windy, May Bank Holiday Monday, Anne reflected on the weekend that had passed. It hadn't been spent in quite the way she'd have chosen, if choice ever really entered into the equation but, every so often duty had to come before pleasure. Visiting Mother was never easy, always more of a chore than...
Sandy As I continue to reminisce about the Big Beautiful Women in my life, I would be remiss if I didn't tell you about Sandy. After graduating from college, I started working for a small firm in Northern British Columbia. One of the other employees was a lady named Sandy Watson. She acted as receptionist, secretary and office manager, all rolled into one....
(note this is the second chapter to a previous story) * Jess pulled the car into the parking lot of her apartment building, flipped it into park and turned the car off. She turned to look at the slut sitting next to her. "Alright slut, time to face the music. We are going upstairs but Mistress needs to make sure everything is in place for her slut." Jes...
Sadie disconnected the call and sat there wondering what was wrong with people. This new job paid well and was worth moving to a new town for, but it sure had it's moments with the occasional whack job one had to deal with in customer service. Plus moving from a large city to a small town with little night life had made for a difficult transition. At least...
She kisses him deeply, moaning softly into his mouth, tongue searching and probing, hands roaming over his body. "Tell me what you want...." she breathes, pulling his shirt over his head and dropping it to the floor. "You Ma'am" is his hurried reply. "This. Your hands, your mouth, your cock." "Ahh..." she snickers, running her hand over the silicone protr...