"I'll take a double," said Dan as he settled onto the couch. "On it," Megan called back as she took the bottle of rum from Kara and pulled it to her lips. She took a wet swig and then topped off three full glasses. The girls' ground floor apartment was just down the path from the pool. After a good swim, the invitation for a drink sounded just right. "So...
Thank you for reading this edition of our wrestling stories, you should go back and read part one as this is a continuation of Megan and Trevon's first match. Hopefully you will enjoy and read the next stories too. * Two full days had passed since Megan and Trevon's first match against Debbie and Davis, both of them were still sore from the loss but they a...
Though she was a happily married woman and stepmother, Megan was still very much the slutty, depraved nymphomaniac Brian had fallen in love with who needed to be sexually satisfied on a constant basis, and though she managed to rein in her needs (albeit barely) with a 10-year-old living in the same house, she found herself going to increasingly desperate len...
It was a long week for Megan, the days seemed to drag on so slow, but she figured it was just because of the short days of winter. It was the short days and the long dark nights that seemed to always make Megan swell with a kind of nervous tension that would ultimately turn into horniness. It was this horniness that made Megan notice a couple of younger men...
This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. Any feedback will be welcome. Thanks for reading! Megan slowly crept into the room to the side of the bed and gently touched Paul’s blond hair. Slowly she ran her fingertips down the side of his face. Paul opened his eyes and smiled at her and then slowly closed his eyes. It was nearly one in the morning...
Megan woke up without knowing where she was. It was dark and humid and the floor felt cold and wet against her back. There was a soft light coming from the ceiling but it was different from the normal radiance of a light bulb. She looked more carefully, realizing that the light was coming from some sort of worm attached to a stone wall. Megan was in a cave!...
This is the second chapter of a series. While the author hopes that this story can stand on its own, this story will make a lot more sense if you have read "The Performance" by this author. This story draws on some real experiences but is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real person or entity is coincidental and unintentional. Thank you for reading...
It was a beautiful May morning at the resort on the southern peninsula of Costa Rica. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. The sound of the waves softly crashing into the beach could be heard nearby. Megan was drinking a cup of coffee on her large hotel balcony as she took in the relaxing peacefulness of her time alone, away from family. She missed her husband a...
Megan stands in the darkness, waiting. All around her, she can hear the sound of the audience--not quite silent, but expectant. She hears a few whispered conversations and some coughing, but for the most part, people are waiting patiently for the show to start. It really sinks in for the first time that they're all waiting to see her, and Megan takes a deep...
Megan lay back on the bed, exhausted but satisfied. It hadn't been her first time with a woman, but Danielle was by far the best she'd ever had. Sure, she had broken the "hook-up" rule she and Matt had, but it had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, and Megan didn't regret it one bit. She got up, realizing she should probably clean herself up. She decided to...