Upon entering the home, on the kitchen table a single burning candle in an old-fashioned brass holder greeted her with a note saying, "Walk with me." The home was completely dark and the air was warm and still. She heard the faint sounds of a jazz piano drifting down the hall from the direction of the bedroom. She lay her purse and keys down on the table and...
Sara Scott was a sixty year old retired headmistress. She had previously inherited a vast amount of money from her deceased uncle and now she was of pensionable age she wanted to spend more time doing what she liked to do, and that was dominating naughty young men. She had always liked to tease the boys at her school but it was on her nights out with her...
Rico answered by pulling me tighter to him by running his hands up my back and kissing me again. I couldn't believe the sensations running through my body as it reacted to the feel of his firm musculature and the musky aroma of his clean, sexy sweat. I reached down between us and stroked over the lump in his shorts causing a low moan to escape his throat. I...
I had just been dumped by my boyfriend. The rat-bastard had caught me jilling-off to lesbian porn and freaked out. He said he "didn't want to take any chances" and would rather be alone than worry about his girlfriend leaving him for another woman. What a prude. I'd had a couple of encounters with other girls, but I like the "D", you know? I'd just been bore...
The promenade outside our sea front hotel stretched out for miles ahead of me. During the day it was super active -- people strolling, joggers, and bicyclists. However, at this early morning hour, it was deserted. With the seawall on my left I casually strolled along. Listening to the ocean waves lap on the beach some 20 feet below, I was alone. The overhead...
DISCLAIMER: This work of erotic fan-fiction is a spinoff of The Walking Dead. The original character and following narrative are my own intellectual property, of which I have woven into the storyline of the original AMC TV series. While some characters, plot lines, original dialogue may appear, I do not own any of them. I am not profiting off of this. For pe...
Based on a true fantasy Alys was not a tourist in Japan. She was not a stranger stumbling down the rabbit hole into a land of bizarre customs and nonsensical sounds. No burbling jabberwocks bothered Alys: she spoke enough Japanese for small-talk, read enough kanji to skim a newspaper. She had her favourite brands and bands, her network of contacts in lang...
To find out how Andy and Allison got to this point, read "All About Allison", located under the "Group Sex Stories" heading. Andy tells that half of their story; Allison picks it up here, where Andy left off. * * * * * * Andy and I slept together that night. I had freed him from the handcuffs so I could I fall asleep in his arms. I woke up there the next m...
A little more than a year had passed since Jill and I had been to the cabin. In the months directly after, we actually talked little about it and reveled in each other. But later, not that we weren't enough for each other, our experience there began to dominate our fantasy play. Intensely. We'd had serious conversations about what else we, or, I, rather, w...
After reviewing game film from the previous night's football game, Alexis showed up after grocery shopping to pick me up at the coach's office. It became clear that my thoughts about using the field-house shower to have sex that we can't do in our tiny shower at home were the same as Alexis'. She made sure that I gave her the tour of the locker room and show...