Long Faux Rosehip Stems Stories

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Email from Greece Ch. 02

by Rosehip on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Prologue Rosehip has flown to Greece to meet her E-Mail friend George. After the fascinating and electrifying sex that she was seeking, George suggests that she spend the rest of her vacations lodging with him. While staying at his apartment she meets Elena, his housekeeper, and Rosehips suspects, also his lover. This part two might be more fun to read if...

Email from Greece Ch. 01

by Rosehip on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I have received lots of interesting E-Mails from readers of "My Day of Roses" stories. One, however, from a guy named George sent from Kavala Greece was especially captivating. It looked like a form message advertising himself. Out of curiosity I answered his email and was intrigued and excited by what he said to me in follow up letters. His letters were hon...

Dinner Party

by writingdirty on Dec 17, 2017
Fetish

Bethany Paige had beautiful huge round wine glasses. They were fish bowls with stems. Not only were they enormous, but there were so many of them. There had to be twenty-five people stuffed into her Williamsburg loft and every guest held one of these goblets. Plus there were a few dozen more perfectly arranged in a square on the butcher block topped island i...

The Garden of Secret Delights

by Jimyfoxx on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

They warned her, the servants that is, to stay out of the garden, especially after midnight. All three of them the cook, the maid, and the butler said the same thing. Things grow unnaturally large and hungry in that garden, but besides this she was young, pretty, sweet and innocent-- all things the garden craved in its eternal lust for human life . . . and f...

Pleasurable Cruise Day Ch. 02

by sweet_sara on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She picked up the rose and took a long deep breath of it, thinking about the events of the night before. She was still a little groggy and decided she would order room service this morning, but first she needed a shower. Setting the rose back down on the table, she went to her suitcase and pulled out a burgundy silk camisole and panty set and laid them on...

The Fucking Flowers

by ellen340 on Jan 22, 2020
Erotic Horror

Reader: This is a short story about a nightmare that I have had a few times in my life and just had a recurrence last night. It is always the same and it always scares the crap out of me. It is quite bizarre and while sexual it is not that erotic, at least not for me. Have you ever had a dream within a dream? It takes me days to get over it and sometimes it...

The Middener's Curse

by AlinaX on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Pulse pistol held at the ready, Adria pursued him through the mansion. 'You can't escape me, Praton!' she shouted, but the only response was the faint sound of laughter. She backed up carefully and ran down the stairs, and soon picked up his scent again. He was trying to escape through the back, perhaps hoping the myriad of scents in his xenobotanical garden...

Forty-Two Vertigo

by EroticaKane on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

He leaned, causal-like against the faux marble column near the backdoor of the gallery, pondering a photograph of a dark haired, blue-eyed girl; legs splayed playing a game of jax and ball on a damp city street. Something about the look in her eyes, they still held on to some kind of innocence. The back door opened, a stray ray of streetlights speckled ref...

Shameless for Shoes:

by Sir_Stikkimus_Soxx on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

... another titillacious tale as told by esteamed author Sir Stikkimus Soxx, Esquire... (Oh and do feel free to imagine Rupert Everett's voice whilst reading. Or not.) * * * * * Our setting today, an office. Not too hot, not too cold, but just and resoundingly right for our soon to be steamy little romp (and yes, yes, yes with all of the usual things one...

Mirabelle and Me Ch. 02

by PierceAaron61 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Continued from part i As it turned out, Mirabelle lived only a quarter mile away from me so with a plan in place she and I went our separate ways. She went home to take care of her groceries and I went home to shower and wrap my ankle. An hour later there was a ring at the door. Opening the door took my breath away, again. She was standing there with her...