We have been in the car nearly all morning. I want a hotel on the beach and Greg isn't that picky. He thinks any hotel with a bed will do perfectly. I, on the other hand, have visions of frolicking on the beach looking trim, toned and sexy. Finally, we drive up to a huge hotel, right on the beach. All the rooms have balconies, and there is actually a vacanc...
Under her cloak, Monica was almost naked. Despite the nighttime chill in the air, she wasn't cold, she was anxious. She had come here, to "their" spot, as she had every ten years for the last 600 years. Monica had been blessed by all of the forces that controlled the world, to live, die and be reborn anew. Monica also remembered every second of her former l...
The raindrops hit the roof with a constant, comforting pattern that surrounded us. The weather outside of the car enveloped us in our own world and provided a barricade from the stormy night. It assured us that we were safe and we were alone. With my head below the height of the window, I couldn't take in the scenery but I could envision it perfectly. The so...
Author's note: Many thanks to my readers and those of you who have encouraged me to keep sharing my stories. I am especially grateful to those women who have contacted me and shared your own experiences. Collaborating with you on this and other stories has been educational, electric, and fun. I enjoy doing the final drafts with you and getting them published...
Carrie licked her lips nervously, straightened her top and knocked lightly on the door. She waited for a response, but she couldn't hear anything – had she knocked hard enough or was he just busy? If she knocked again and he had heard her the first time but ignored it then wouldn't he get really annoyed? She paused for a few seconds more, then took her coura...
My husband and I work hard and lead busy lives. With two kids, professional careers and a house in the suburbs, we've lost the time we used to have to explore new aspects of our relationship. After fourteen years together, we spice it up as much as we can, including role playing, video taping our love making sessions and having sex in public places on occasi...
I am leaving my building, walking quickly, now entering the lobby. My cell's ringing. I stop and fish out my phone. It's Katie, my wife. "Hello?" I say. Nothing. "Hello? Katie?" Muffled sounds. Not again. She didn't lock her phone. Or, more accurately, I forgot to set her phone to auto lock. All it takes is a little pressure and it redials-- usually me,...
It was my girlfriend's birthday (21), we had decided to take a holiday abroad for it. Sarah always tanned well in the sun. She is 5'10, slim, long blonde hair, tits that cradled nicely in her bikini, one of those asses that you have to grab when you see it, and a baby-face innocent look about her too, yeah that one were you just want to cum all over it! So...
"Still The Beaver"/"The New Leave It To Beaver" was a syndicated TV series that aired from 1983-1989 and depicted the characters in the original "Leave It To Beaver" sitcom as young adults. The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters depicted within...
The first time I fucked Wendy, I knew she was a cock slut. Away on a weekend with a large group of friends which did not include her present partner, she had, unbeknown to me, already screwed one of our mutual friends. I had split up with my girlfriend through pressure of work. This was my first break in several months, and almost my first sex in as long. Do...