All characters in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. There are no underage characters in this story. Panties, Bras, and High Heel Shoes A straight man has an abnormal attachment, a bizarre affection, an erotic affinity, and a real sexual fetish for women's panties, bras, and high heel shoes. "Psst. Hey buddy, come closer to the monitor. I don't...
The gates swung closed behind Charles as he slowly drove his car up the sweeping driveway. Even though he was looking forward to the erotic delights which were in store for him that day, the cares of the world seemed to weigh heavily on his shoulders. As he drove up to the garage he mused about the dullness of the life which seemed to stretch endlessly befo...
Swingerjoe recently wrote an alternate ending to One, Fifty or One Hundred. And it probably upset me as much as the original story upset swingerjoe if the speed at which he put out another story is any indication. I have, on occasion written an alternative, but now I am writing an alternative to an alternative. Something to fill in the blanks. Why? Well,...
There I was one my knees licking the nastiest, yet most delicious creampie out of my girlfriend and it wasn't even mine. My odd, skinny, nerdy, gay looking, vocal music major roommate had somehow tricked me into letting him try out my girlfriend and ended up fucking her better than I ever had. Thats right me, captain and quarterback of the football team, ult...
*** This story contains non-consensual gender conversion, LGBT themes, slurs, and things that can cause dysphoria *** ***** Have you ever noticed how many horrible people have a very unassuming, normal as can be name? It can make it difficult to tell them apart from the good people. Thankfully, a person's actions are tied to their name. That's how most peo...
I looked up wanting to see myself with my pants down around my feet and with Jamie Lee on her knees and her mouth attached to my cock. She was giving me an incredible blowjob and I was humping her mouth making the most of her milking my cock. Only, when I looked up, there was a man and a woman standing behind us by the door that led to the kitchen some sixty...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote. This is a Halloween Contest story. Please vote. There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in this story. Author's Note: Even though this an erotic, sexual horror, Halloween story, the story doesn't show the erotic, sexual horror until the end of the story. Instead, the story begins with an R rated, l...
It was depressing working in a Victoria's Secret, closing in on Valentine's Day, especially if you were in between, well in between, boyfriends. The weeks leading up to Valentine's Day were bad enough, but the few days before, and even the day of, were the worst. Men, often handsome, uninformed men, came prancing into the store seeking advice on what to buy...
Neil was bored and irritated. And feeling slightly frustrated, which was one reason for the boredom and irritation. Neil was a nice guy. Everyone said so. He was Mr. Dependable. If you wanted something done, Neil was willing to help out. This time it appeared to have bitten him. The request was simple enough. A couple of friends, Janet and Heather, shared...
I'm only 18 and the bipolar pills seemed to be working. And then one day I woke up and something was wrong. My morning wood was gone. I suddenly realized it had been two weeks since I jacked off. I felt bad. I felt like the lowest of the low because it was, I don't know, somehow wrong. It was awful. Days going by and I couldn't get it up and I didn't even ca...