I stepped out of the shower, grabbed a soft fluffy towel and dried myself off. I had just completed all the womanly tasks that a woman needs to do when she's about to go out with her boyfriend, the usual shaving of legs, underarms and pussy. Shane was coming to take me out to lunch, it was our third date, and I had decided today was the day I was going t...
This is a true story about the most special woman in my life. Some people may be offended by this material, or my think it belongs in another category, or just want to gripe about grammar or that I used the wrong tense in a sentence on page 3. Keep those comments to yourself and move on. However, if you would like to make a comment about the events in the...
A Fun Time Getting Laid and Rich! I pulled into the parking lot of the Cat's Meow, a bordello on the road to Reno. There were five or six cars in the lot. They all looked classy. The building looked nice and very middle class. I had left the hotel an hour ago and felt satisfied despite the stifling heat. I just hoped the whore house was air conditioned wel...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating properly. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons, Fire In The Hole. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, an...
Hi again Last story was too long by all accounts, though some enjoyed it. Those that understood it I guess. Thought I'd pop this short one in before I go off on holiday. Hope I've managed a half way house with the hang 'em and dump them brigade. I enjoyed writing this one, so maybe I'll make a little series of similar stories. Any bright ideas? Sorry, no...
Lisa Jackson opened the door to her colleague's inner office, having been admitted into his private chambers by his secretary Ms. Collins with a wink and a nod. The sight before her as she entered wasn't terribly surprising but still thrilling, as her long time co worker, friend and lover stood stroking his fat cock, while in front of him, on her knees, knel...
Hi everyone, After taking a break from writing for a few years, I've decided to try my talents at erotic literature. I'd value any and all feedback, especially from my target audience, which I guess I would say is the "Fifty Shades" crowd. So ladies, particularly married ladies, are invited to write me with ideas, critiques, and fantasies they would like to...
If I said I woke up early Friday morning, that would indicate that I actually went to sleep. Outside of maybe an hour, I was pretty much up all night, in more ways than one. Despite everything on my mind, the presentation, the barbecue, the main thing I was concerned with was Britney. What 20 year old college girl would stay quiet about what she saw? I figur...
(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun, I swe...
Author's note: This story contains a few Australianisms and other minor references to popular culture that may not be entirely clear as to their meaning, but where necessary I've tried to explain them as naturally as possible in the text. For any further explanations a simple internet search will most definitely help the reader. However, I think this secti...