** Naveena ** Nuvesh, Dev and Rajik sat together in the company cafeteria eating lunch. Their conversation was the usual banter of work, play and love. They usually bragged of feminine conquests, although the talk was braggadocios at best. The trio of killer app rock stars were cloistered here 24/7 in Naveena's protected high tech campus, where they often w...
Copyright Neonurotic The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. # Late Sunday afternoon at my Lake Pontchartrain camp in the bayou, I sat...
Alone in the big city, wishing to find a friendly face somewhere, Mandy took her curvy and quite slim body to the Featherstone Street Tennis Club. Next to shopping, tennis was her passion. A young man responded when she said, "Excuse me", dragging his lips off his companion's which certainly indicated they weren't brother and sister. Bozo or whatever his...
Author's Foreword & Acknowledgement This story is purely an erotic, fictional fantasy, developed solely from the present author’s weird imagination. The events & individuals portrayed are completely fictional & not based on any actual real-life cases from either group to my knowledge. The following story is set in a particular context, & part...
Disclaimer: This is an erotic story. As always YMMV. You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community and not be offended by the contents of it. If you are not 18, live in an overly repressed community, or are easily offended, move on. This is not for you. This story is fiction and as such is protected under the first amendment....
Just to refresh your memory I reproduce here the last few words of part 2. Ten years went by. During these years, in the beginning Razia and I exchanged letters nearly every month but soon it came down to a New Year greeting card once a year. A couple of years later this also stopped. In other words I lost contact with her completely. In these years I di...
Setting Up Jerry Malone was talking on the phone with his wife, Marlene. She and his step daughter, Sarah, were strippers at a nude bar north of the city. "I've invited a bunch of people to our place tonight," she was telling him. "Strippers?" he asked. "Except for me and Sarah, no. But it's going to be a bit of a sex party. Everyone's expecting sex." "...
My name is Steve Moore and I've been happily married to my wife Kate for almost two years; well I was until last month anyway. This was Kate's first marriage but it was my second. My first marriage ended when I found my wife, Ann, screwing around with one of my now ex-friends, Kenny. My dad always told me, that if you treat your wife like a queen, she would...
My husband and I slept in our bed that night. The very bed I had been so thoroughly well fucked on by Gary that afternoon while Jim was at school. I had let Gary take me in all of my holes and I had loved every second of it. My guilt flowed over me as I cleaned up after my session with Gary. I felt used and dirty. Then I remembered that Jim wanted me to hav...
Note- I do not own the rights to the work of Conan Doyle nor do I the character of Sherlock Holmes. This is purely fan fiction inspired by said stories. Likewise, any person herein described by myself refers to no one in real life. Special kudos also to the bondage illustrator Bill Ward. xxx The actress Rachel McAdams had stumbled across the erotic fictio...