Shit, I realized I forgot to delete my browsing history. I couldn't do anything about it now, I was still at work and would not be home until late that night. Sarah generally uses the computer but maybe she might not today, or might not pay attention. I tried to convince myself there was nothing to worry about, but the more I did the more I remembered the ra...
No one knows where he came from. I met him last month. A casual lover called. She wanted me to join them for a drink. It was 2am. She pleaded. She swore I wouldn't regret it. She told me he had a thirteen-and-a-half inch cock. I asked for details. She didn't answer. They were fucking. Fucking trumps talking. She screamed out in orgasm. The phone fell to the...
With a short sigh, the young woman cast one last glance into the sole mirror in her one-bedroom, cramped student apartment. As the garrish mix of car horns began to build up outside her fourth floor window into the usual cacophony of the morning rush hour, Mukta knew she was running late. She ran her fingertips through her long, straight tresses, and gazed...
I sat there in the almost pitch dark room. Almost pitch dark because there was a bit of a glow from the little light on the computer monitor signifying that it was in sleep mode. I sat there with a headful of thoughts that I wished I didn't have. The door opened admitting a shaft of light and my wife came into the room. "What are you doing in here? I've bee...
I met my ex wife Janice on AOL in the late 1990s. With short cropped blonde hair, blue eyes, athletic sexy body, and her wild AOL profile, it was clear from day one where this was headed. Our first date together was hot, but we didn't have sex. A hand down her pants and her sucking my cock was as far as it went. Our second date was more successful, we spent...
Fucked Up And Real Shitty #1: the road to scat acceptance Have you ever fucked the shit out of someone? Not in the figurative sense, where you, the pitcher, give the catcher a name-screaming, pillow biting, sexual workout. I mean literally. Fucked the shit out of them? Not some bits of ca-ca on your condom either. I am talking bowel movement, diarrhea. Not...
As a frequent reader of a varied genre of erotica on this site, I am attempting to contribute to the vast collection that is sure to leave readers aroused and wanting more. As a novice writer, I am pondering the best ways to achieve this goal without repeating the same story lines. Although I have numerous ideas for submissions, offering a new and interestin...
Yes, Heather had been a slut when we met. A pretty, 20 year old who was so damaged by previous relationships that she thought she had no value other than sex. Everything in her life so far had validated that feeling. I validated that, too. I told her I loved her. I was a gentleman, most of the time. I kissed her and brought her things. I went out of my way...
I have worked for the same company for almost ten years. With the exception of the first year and a half when I was hit on by everyone, including the seventeen-year kid in the mailroom, I have been pretty much left alone. Once the office Don Juan's figured out that I was a married woman who didn't play around the serious passes stopped and things around the...
Chapter 1 Sophia has always been the introvert of the twins. She would spend her days on the internet, where she met most of her friends, as opposed to her sister Emily, who was an extrovert and knew everybody around. Although not identical twins, they shared many physical traits. Dark hair, slim bodies, but Emily was a tad more talkative than Sophia. Dur...