By the time that I had gotten my over excited little princess to bed that night, I was exhausted. Despite the orange juice that Marco had given me, several pain pills and a full dinner, my head was pounding like a mariachi band. Old, hung-over and horny. What a combination? What a shitty way to end my forty-ninth birthday! I had just managed to slip into be...
Part 1 We are married for ten years. My wife Anjali is 32 and I am 34. Anjali is 5.5 tall, slim and fair complexioned lady. Her looks are pretty and she resembles a model rather than a married woman. Both of us belong to urban middle class background, and are well educated couple. I work in consulting, while my wife is a freelancer, associated with differe...
Note to readers: This story starts out in a similar way to one written by Kezza67 a few years ago. I've already received his okay for my version, though he hasn't read it. There's not any sex in this story, so if you want wham, bam, thank you ma'am you might as well move on. This could have been categorized in several different categories. I chose non-erotic...
BEN'S STORY I was seriously in love with my new wife. We were in the bridal car going towards the reception when I had this revelation. Of course I loved her, that's why I married her. But looking at her in her beautiful wedding dress looking all shy and demure I realised that there was nothing I wouldn't do to keep her happy. Amber is a tall, lean redhead...
It had been a hot, humid, sticky day. All afternoon her thoughts had been preoccupied with what she was going to do that night. She found her head buzzing with thoughts of her love and lust for her partner. So much so that she couldn’t concentrate on her work and had decided to leave the office early in preparation. Quietly, she let herself into her house....
I am not a writer but I am an avid reader of erotic stories. I tried to write a few non fiction stories based on my own weird fantasies but I could never finish them. Then I read some of the stories here and it gave me the idea of writing about true "incidents" that I was involved in. I found this a little easier as I only have to describe what actually happ...
She arrives home early from doing half a days work. She is so glad to be finally home and starting her weekend early; it feels so good to take half a Friday off and not return until Tuesday due to a Monday holiday. She opens the door to her apartment and sunshine greets her. She is on the 2nd floor and loves having the blinds open at all times. Her cat pranc...
Along with many others, I've had the story "How High A Price?" by The Troubador on my mind for a few years now. It's a classic. In that story, The Troubador invited others to supply their own ending for what he considered an unfinished tale. I'm not so sure it was, in fact, unfinished…but since The Troubador DID make the invitation, here's my contribu...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Twenty-Two. 2003 Part A. (Early May.) Colin, twenty. Frank, early-fifties. I was beginning to think my parents must arrange deliveries or other inconveniences for when they're away from home on purpose because as with the washing machine a couple of years ago their new fridge...
I'll surprise her, John thought to himself as he turned the car into the parking lot. He wasn't due home from his business trip until early the next morning. She'll never expect me to be home early. A tiny bell tinkled over head as he walked into the shop. "Can I help you?" said the florist. "I need a bouquet," he replied. "For my wife." They'd been marri...