Terry couldn't move. She couldn't see. She couldn't hear. She was bound tightly. She was also completely naked. But, she could feel, and, ooohhh!, what she felt. Terry moaned. There was a mouth at each of her breasts, kissing and suckling, with intervals of nibbling and not quite gently biting and tugging on her nipples that sent delicious arrows of pleasure...
I turned forty-seven in December and for the first time in my life, felt a need to record my most personal thoughts and actions. My husband told me it would put everything into perspective and pointed out that someday when I'm old and gray, I'll have these memories to cherish. Of late, I have been hopelessly preoccupied with matters of the heart. In particul...
She supposed she should have stopped to think about things first. But that seemed like something another Hazel, in another lifetime, another body and another mind would have done. She hadn't even hesitated -- after the old man had left, she had hurried over to her neighbour's flat to retrieve her bag, in which she had stashed the djinn's doll. She hadn't e...
Julia had to take a break, she was quite drunk now but she went back to the kitchen and opened a bottle of Chablis that was in the fridge and sat at the table. Thoughts tumbled through her mind, a salad bowl flavoured with vaginal secretions and cum, a French girl sucking her husband's cock while this woman, Alice, masturbated him, a woman in a car with a vi...
This story goes pretty much straight to the point and stays there, so if you're looking for an erotic novel with a slow build-up and lots vivid description, this might not be your thing. HER CHOICE The Setting My girlfriend and I were on a walk in the woods near my place. I had brought the discussion to something I had had in mind for a while; ending our...
Since it is time for confessions, I have to admit to a small fetish. Nothing distasteful or shocking, but just a penchant for women with pendulous inner labia that always protrude from the protecting hood of their vulva, and which open out like the petals of a flower when sexually stimulated to reveal their delicious pink inner lining. Sadly from my point o...
Jeanette laid back onto the mound of pillows on her bed. She was in the center or her queen sized bed wearing lingerie: a sheet white bra with matching panties and a white garter belt and white thigh high stockings. The covers and top sheet were pulled halfway down the bed. She had lit about a dozen candles about the room. Tonight was finally the night. She...
By the time they reached the mountain pass the next day the light was already starting to fade. A river had run alongside the road for some time, and as they left the trail to find a campsite, the sound of rushing water grew stronger. The source was a waterfall, only two feet high with a pool at the bottom deep enough for a wash. Eager to bathe, Sybari drew...
A few months ago, I moved into a new apartment. New for me, that is. There were other residents already there and slowly I met them all except one. I was told that she was rather reclusive, lived alone and was not very talkative; but seemed to have a good job in the City [of London, that is.] That means she must work in the financial sector or import-export...
Author's note: I originally wrote the first part as a vignette, but due to word limits I had to add a continuation, in which I tried to mirror the urgency of the first piece. Enjoy. ************************ I'm ready; I'm rarin' to go; I don't even want to wait until we're home. I just want to get at you right here, right now, in the front seat. Rub you...