Pulling on his suit coat, John left the bathroom and entered the spartan bedroom. Apart from the bed, the dresser, and a mirror the room was not much more than empty white walls and cardboard boxes. Hearing him draw close, Lucy propped herself up on one arm and opened her eyes. Her disheveled hair hung down behind her as she tilted her head to look at him. T...
1830. Kensington, London. Natasha considered her painted face and exposed skin in the reflection of the window and with a final look of resignation, set off from the small room that had been her home for the past three weeks. Before she left, she gave a last, brief glance to the space she shared with three other girls, her eyes straying to her small bed pal...
It is the middle of the last Ice Age, about 50,000 years ago. The Neanderthals roam the Earth, but co-exist with a recently arrived tribe of technologically advanced aliens known as the Amazon. The Amazon hunt Neanderthal men for their wild semen. Aablar has captured an Amazon dominess and her acolyte. He is now the object of a massive hunt led by the ruthle...
Long long ago, before there was any internet and when even lonely hearts columns in the small adds of your local paper had yet to be invented I found myself working in a small provincial town, very much on my own, with no social life and no car. Finally, more in desperation than in hope, I placed a simple but silly ad in the miscellany section of the local p...
Well, you asked for it. If you have an ending, please post it. If it seems rambling and disjointed, it was intentional. I was writing from the perspective of a very old man. ............................................. Leaning on my cane, I look down across the mountain into town. My town, my home for over sixty years. My daughters respect my privacy, wai...
Note: My wife likes me to read erotic stories to her and she asked me to make one up and read it to her. This is what she got. Turns out she really liked it, so I hope you do too. Janice leaned her head back and closed her eyes as she eased her body into the steaming water of the hot tub, settling into the scooped out seat that put her knees comfortably...
This is the fifteenth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter VI "…What's the Plan Stan?…" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest g...
The cell was dank and dreary. Lyeo sat on the straw stuffed mattress facing the bars. Hours had become days, days weeks and now weeks months. The wounds on His arms and wrists had healed sufficiently to just be an inconvenience and the largest, roughly stitched by a drunk and careless barber had finally stopped seeping puss. He had taken the last of the herb...
Note to readers: This is my first attempt at an erotic story. I would love to hear any and all comments (positive and negative), just as long as they aren't blatant bashing. All characters are over the age of 18 and any similarities to real life people is completely coincidental. So now, I hope you enjoy. _______________________ Josh was the kind of guy ev...
The adult store was long and narrow. The wooden swing doors through which we had entered from the street swung closed behind us and we stopped and looked around. On one side of the shop there were dishevelled shelves bearing an array of all kinds of adult explicit magazines ranging over the entire gamut of the fetish spectrum. In the centre were glass topped...