This happened a long time ago; in the nineteen sixties, a few months after my eighteenth birthday. I'd known Miss Princess since I was fifteen when she and her sailor husband moved into one of the two ground floor apartments in the two storied building obliquely opposite to where I lived with my grandparents. Soon after moving in she started making and sel...
I have so far relayed five pygiaphiliac stories told me by my one-time lover, Alan: 'Pygiaphilia,' 'Semper Figura Chapters 1, 2, 3' and 'Black Bottom Ch. 01.' The last narrated his first sex with an African woman, who was supervising some of his charitable projects in her country. Here is the sequel. 1 The pattern was set. Azuka and Alan continued to tour...
Ned sipped his drink as the house lights dimmed to signal the start of the featured performance. Easing back in his lounge chair, he heard the intercom announce a change in the show. The featured striptease performer, Annie, had taken sick. In her place, a substitute named Tory was offered. However, following the show, if any patron felt the show was lessene...
The sound of high heels falling on the dirty cracked sidewalk echoed off the dilapidated brick walls of the nearby buildings. A lonely petite figure strode briskly down the dimly lit and surprisingly empty back street of the city's light industrial area. Pausing at an intersection, the pale light of the nearby lamp post revealed an Asian woman whose name was...
Connection Author's note: Dear readers, please be gentle with this, since this is my first ever attempt at erotic fiction. Indeed, when I started writing this, I wasn't even aware it was going to turn into an erotic story -- it just sort-of turned out that way. Stylistically, you may notice that I use an awful lot of hyphens. This is something I've done...
"Two eight four!" I just about pee myself. Two guards came into the unit as another prisoner and I are mopping the floor. Our work assignment. "Two eight four!" the lead guard yells again. The last three numbers of my I.D. I step forward and he wraps a 'soft cuff' around my left wrist and pushed a button on his device. Both my arms fall to my side like dea...
I was working as a contract computer trainer at a really small, Muslim-family-owned company. I was 27, recently separated, and a bit lost at times. Tasneem was a member of the family that owned the business. She was youthful, cute and full of energy and smiles. Where I live, Muslim families cover the full spectrum from very conservatively dressed (think w...
Leaving the Men's Chastity Support Group, Spalding Tyll started as he saw a familiar face exiting the Pain café's famous Tea Lounge. Following Spal's cousin, the brilliant scholar, Siddons Tyll were two pretty twenty something girls, giggling and pointing at him. And with them was an older woman in a somewhat unfashionable mink stole. "You see, girls, I...
Author's Note: This is a series of stories involving the titular character, a young woman named Pooja, and her various sexual adventures. The stories are themed, mainly, around the evolution of her sexual activity. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed but it's my hope such detail will provide a richer experience for you, the reader, as you truly g...
I got out of the cab with my friend Debbie. It was a warm wonderful summer night. Debbie looked at me "Aren't you going to take the cab?" "No," I answered "I am going to take a walk, cool down a bit before heading to bed." She laughed "Getting all the guys out of your head hitting on you." I joined her laughter stuck out my tongue at her and kissed her goo...