Erotic Fiction for adults only. Can be freely copied and distributed as is (complete with this header), but not as part of any fee paying service. If you archive it please let me have access to the archive. Email me if you have comments or if you have any constructive criticism. By scarlett minx (c) * * * * * I groaned in the dark, the strain of the past...
My name is Jim, age 32 and I have my own Event Engineering business. What is Event Engineering many people ask? I provide sound, lighting, tents, video screens etc. for any kind of large event. High end weddings, college graduations, press conferences, you name it. I'm also the local promoter for quite a few concerts. I fill in the gap between what the venue...
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. The characters in this story are a product of the author's imagination, though some of them have the names of real people and bear some resemblance to their namesakes. Nothing here should be taken as speculations, facts, wishes or assumptions about any actual person or relationship. Some language and incidents may not be ap...
Chapter one The morning after the party I answered the phone, it was Emma who had tormented me so much the previous day, she asked to speak to Karen who then told me that Emma wanted her scarf back and wanted me to deliver it to her. Karen insisted that I go and change into my maids outfit, she surely didn't intend for me to walk to Emma's house dressed li...
Gazing upon Nicole's beauty Linda felt her body heat up as her growing desire consumed her senses leaving Linda feeling as if so were about to explode. She just had to have that sweet ass in the air so she could enjoy administering a vigorous spanking to Nicole. She wanted to see that ass bright red and hear the pretty little creature whimpering and snifflin...
"Now listen, kids," Brad Shaw, a millionaire Los Angeles property developer, told his children, the 18-year-old twins Kelly and Timmy, as he swung his Cadillac into the driveway leading to the Hunts' secluded Nevada ranch, "do everything that Uncle Kurt and Auntie Barbara say while we're on holiday here. Remember that Idaho is a very special slave to them an...
This story is part 2 in a series about an ex-girlfriends return to my life. For the introductory piece, like here. * Like I said earlier in my first story 'Humiliated by a slut (and loved it)' I run my own business which allows me lots of freedom with my schedule. My business is a small gym that I built downtown about ten minutes drive from my home. I was...
*This is the final part in my Spring break journal write up. Hopefully everyone enjoyed it, please let me know what you thought. Maybe now that I'm done with this I'll try taking some fantasies of mine and writing some stories based on them. **This story contains adult content. If you are under 18 or easily offended, please do not read. Back Home Day 7...
The Training Hall Eta, the long-legged blonde I had seen earlier, was at a practice rod. Chained naked on her knees, her hands braceleted behind her back, she kissed, licked and sucked lasciviously at the polished wooden replica of an erect manhood, mounted at the correct height on a stand. As I watched, she kissed fervently up the underside and at the top...
The natural born brat asked for it. Nike was running down the corridor propelled by her muscular legs. She had on her tennis whites, sneakers and short socks, and her racket in a sports bag. She stopped by her locker and grabbed a fur paddle that was waiting for her. Tennis was good. She won and now she was on her way for the real reward and the one who w...