Seventh Installment in the "Latina" Series of Erotic Tales After a long, hard day at work, now she finally came home, weary after taking their 10-year-old son to his reading tutor. She needed the bathroom in the worst way. But at that very moment, her husband was using it. Damn, he's always in there when I need it! She pounded on the door and told him to hu...
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Anna asked. Ulric nodded uncertainly, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. "That thing has been there for over a year," she pointed out. "Why go now?" "I need to see it," he answered . "I need to understand it." Brushing loose tresses of long blond hair back off her face she frowned: "The King has had do...
It was on the final day of the conference that I drank too much with my 'conference friend', Liesel. We were both aged in our forties, with careers in workplace health and safety, and we'd found ourselves at a three day event in a tiny beach town in North Queensland partially out of a desire to increase our professional knowledge, and largely out of a desire...
At midnight last night one began to hear an electronic beep with a one second period and a 60-second cycle. This sound continued throughout the night causing several awakenings and subsequent forays through the premises to determine the source of this Close Encounters ditty. Sometime after dawn one determined that the sound was a low battery warning on a co...
She was amused when semen started showing up in her art — semen as an image in her poems to describe the stars that spread over the ocean at night, or in her paintings in the thick paint she used to show the foam of the breakers that surged around the rocks at the base of the lighthouse. It wasn't that she was horny or that Seth didn't see to her needs. It w...
*In the arc of this story, (which I consider to be a romance story overall, hence it's category)there are, by necessity, a few darker portions. One cannot create a beautiful, realistic painting without using some pretty dark colors. This chapter contains some of those. They are not "real time" with the characters, but are very dark nonetheless. Just a bit of...
Thanks to Devir Ginator for the edits. Any errors found are all mine. A special nod to my friend Jessica who has made me want to be a better person. Sometimes I believe it's working. Thanks for reading, voting and commenting! ***** South Myrtle Beach The Voss Estate The Voss Estate was a palatial property that sat by itself in the richest sectio...
"I'm telling you, it's a real fetish," John Sanjust said. John and Mario Vailati stood on a metal gantry overlooking a large, circular glass tank. "Nah, you're yanking my chain," Vailati said. "Rule 34. If it exists, there is porn of it somewhere on the internet." "Yeah, but—" "Google it," John said. "You'll find tons of pictures." "I don't get it. Wha...
Author's Note: So, none of you are thinking of harming me...right? But really, you have my apologies. I know it's been awhile since I've updated, but I have a very good excuse; I'm a mommy now. Of a baby girl. My first. :D See? Told you it was a decent reason. As such, I've been very busy. And tired. Very, very tired. I digress. Emails and comments asking...
"You're going to sweat to death, sitting in that car," said Tracee, sticking her head in through the window. "Stop being such a pussy about it and come on." She stood up, waiting for Charles to get out the car. "Get a move on, Chuck." she goaded him as he slowly exited the driver's seat. "Be a man of your word." She hoisted her messenger bag on her caramel...