Carol and I had first met as babies in an orphanage; we were both adopted by the same couple and brought up like brother and sister. By her teens Carol was a blonde blue-eyed pocket Venus, small waist, tight bum and huge 36EE breasts. We fell in love and married; till our wedding night we were both virgins. We took out an short term mortgage on a country c...
[Those put off by natural functions, including periods, and things like body smells of different kinds should skip this story. The narrator and all other characters are 18 or over.] In my admittedly limited experience, girls normally place a far greater emphasis on personal hygiene than do boys. From when I was little, I learned to wash myself thoroughl...
The problem with M, he eventually told me - M being my first "love" - was that although he enjoyed the fireworks that occurred as a result of our exploration of each other's bodies in late adolescence, and although he appreciated the deep intimacy that emerged from a friendship formed before we even knew what it meant to be sexual beings, there was always, i...
Angela slowly immersed herself in the steaming water of the hot tub, the tad-too-hot water inching slowly up over her teal tankini bathing suit until she settled into the jetted seat. "Hmmm," she whispered, as she let her sore muscles and the embarrassment of her ski escapades of the day slip out of her consciousness. "Here's to friends." A full wine glass...
My name is Rhodes Jean Atkinson. Who am I? Just a six-foot-tall, good-looking and muscular young Black man of Haitian heritage from Massachusetts who recently moved to Virginia to attend college. It's an event which changed my life forever. I come from a very distinct lineage of black men and black women gifted with supernatural powers. All of us come from t...
Warm breath on my neck. Rough hands on my body. A hard chest pressing against my back, muscular male legs entwine with mine. Hardening cock pressing against my ass. I'm pulled awake by the exquisite feeling of someone - that is, someone male and someone very horny - caressing my tits and nibbling on my neck. I've always had a sensitive neck and this person...
The music was loud, and the crowd was huge. Not my cup of tea. I hate rubbing elbows all night and not having room to move. The site of her dancing under that light was the only thing that got me through the evening. She is so shy, but put her in a crowd with music and she lets go. Her body was different than the others, not bad, really more to my likening a...
My sister's brother-in-law is in Mrs. Anderson's English language class for foreign students. He is the brother of my sister's husband. Dorian recently moved to America from his home in Greece, and he's now enrolled in English classes at the local university. His teacher is Mrs. Anderson, who is in her late forties. Mrs. Anderson has a very appealing look...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Ropes eyed the pendant suspiciously, her tail lash...
Sally was so brazen that night at Angela's. I had just met them all, proper seniors in plush environs, obvious money. The party was for Angela's dog, who I had found almost frozen to death, and had nursed back to health. This sort of made me a minor celebrity among them. I stood out for another reason: I was 25 and the youngest after me was probably 60. Mos...