As I've boldly stated in previous works I believe that role play will help you survive lockdown until normal sex lives are resumed. But even during a pandemic I consider that some sexual fantasies should remain just that. So, if I was to mention the word 'Thunderbirds' I'm not advising you to trawl the internet looking for superannuated supermarionation stoc...
"I'll bid eight hundred for the wench!" "Eight hundred and fifty; right here!" "I bid eight seventy!" While Melody's wide green eyes darted from bidder to bidder, fluttering wings of excitement beat down the anxiety that had been churning in the pit of her stomach. She was the third slave of the evening to stand naked on Victria's living room auction bloc...
Melody climbed the stairs, teetering in her new, tight long skirt and stiletto boots. She almost fell twice, and only saved herself with a quick jerk of the railbar. Adam was waiting for her, not paying her any attention until she was standing right in front of him. 'Hello Adam.' she said softly. 'Good morning Melody.' he said with a scowl. 'Can you gues...
Author's Note: Guys, omg I have no words. I wrote this erotica because I was bored in quarantine and me being the horny one in my friend group did this as a joke. I honestly didn't think people were going to read my work, let alone rate it. But that being said, I'm so thankful for each and every one of you for supporting my work! You guys have no idea how mu...
This is only draft. I know I need work but I love seeing what others have to say. If you would like to ask me any personal questions please email me. ***** It was a bright and sunny day outside. Melody opened her eyes and felt around. She didn't feel Jonathan at all. She opened her eye wide not sure if it was real or not but then she felt a note. When she...
Part I Melody watched the fields of Black-eyed Susans, Indian paintbrush and prairie broomweed flash by. Behind them the live oaks provided a somber green backdrop to the vibrancy of July in central Texas. She glanced down for the nth time at the dinner gown she'd bought for the occasion. Its deep red sequins set off the dark honey of her skin and the color...
Melody had been the curator at the gallery for nearly fifteen years. During that time, she had seen artists come and artists go. Some gay, some straight but all seemed to be bogged down with emotional baggage of some sort. Maybe that was the reason she was never attracted to any of them. So when she stopped to take a long, hard look at Michael, it came as qu...
This is part two to Taxi Fare. I hope it is enjoyed. Please feel free to rate and comment after you read the story. I really love the feedback. I will write more if it is wanted. Thank you for reading. ***** Melody has not seen her cab driver Jamal in a week. She was so sore after Jamal and Marcus got way more than the cost of the fare. The memory of bein...
The two best friends sat facing each other, both redheads. One woman stood 5'9 , the other five inches shorter. The shorter of the two just learned that she'd shrunk an inch. It was that observation that had forced her to take a step back and reexamine her life. She blew away the hair from her face and sighed. "Okay Melody, I'm doing it," Daisy told her frie...
It was the first day of fall, and fall was a word Ben liked to link to another visual delight, a woman's panties. Before the night was over, he would learn more about the opposite of the word fall, rise. He would experience a new link between a woman's panties and rise, as in the repeated rise of his cock. He didn't mind when the perky little dog kept scali...