I may be no more qualified than others who write sexy stories and post here; but I figured I would share what I have learned from reading and writing erotica for many years. The first and most obvious point is that erotica, unlike other kinds of writing, has a purpose and that is --to get the readers sexually aroused. I like erotica with a good story,...
I am a beautiful and successful 28-year-old blonde girl with a professional career. My boyfriend is black and five years older than me. We met on a pal website when he was in prison, he is now home and I am supporting both of us as he could not find a job. The truth is he also did not want to because he does not like to work. He is hot though and we love eac...
Jealously emerged as Alyssa peaked around the corner and spied into another office gathering that she wasn't invited to. It wasn't fair! Today was the day she was going to conquer her anxiety and finally reveal to her office crush that she's attracted to him! She had even put together a new outfit just for the affair. Alyssa let out a frustrated sigh as she...
Content warning: Primal scene that includes (consensual) choking and humiliating language. ***** I ring your bell, and you open the door. You're a striking sight, all dressed up: red box-pleated skirt, black hold-up stockings that end (teasingly) just under your skirt-line, and a white top — a short-sleeved bodysuit that's stretched so tightly I could acc...
After dusting the house obviously comes the vacuuming. Of course before I vacuum, I take the duster outside, close the door and shake out all the dust, being careful not to let any settle on my dress or apron. When I finish I will come back inside, carefully wipe my high heel shoes on the door mat and then put the duster away. I do this quickly because it...
I have been waiting for this for so long. Before you knew I existed, I was waiting for you. Sitting here alone, at the coffee shop, waiting for you, I imagine the man who will come walking through the door for me. Before I even set eyes upon you, I knew what I wanted to see. The details of your physique, well, they're not important. Not really -- not fo...
The sun was shining; the wind cooled the humidity in the air. For being Spring the weather was unseasonably warm. I found a spot underneath one of the oak trees on the college grounds. I could not help but let my mind wander; it was a beautiful day after all. In the midst of my day dreaming I heard a beep. I looked up from the textbook that I had tried to st...
The basement of the House was more of a transformation into another world entirely. The St. Andrews Cross was securely fastened against the far wall, in its own space. There was also a work bench, in the middle of the basement floor, suitable in its location: to have a willing (or unwilling) submissive become the center of attention should the occasion call...
Coming through the door as instructed by the email that she'd received earlier in the day, diamond had no idea of what to expect. It was her first time coming through the front door in submissive mode, and her mind was racing. she made sure to memorize the instructions that her Master and Mistress, Lord Sage and Lady Isis, had left for her. "On your knees a...
He knew she was angry and though he was not the one who made her that way he knew he would be the one to calm her. TIKA TIKA TIKA he could hear her heels bringing her closer to him. He leaned his head against the finely grained highly glossed oak st Andrews cross before he raised his arms into the locking mechanism. He heard her stop a few doors from and smi...