Somewhere, probably while I was still in high school, I decided I wanted to be rich. Would be rich. Life would be better with money. And then later, at some time, I figured out that the way to riches was through stocks or bonds. People in that business all have money. The fact that I was poor and had no knowledge of stocks and bonds was no deterrent. To get...
Just as we discussed, I arrived at Sylvia and Larry's shop at 4. Even though I'd been in before, I don't think I'd ever be fully comfortable going into a sex store. I could help but shake the feeling that the employees would judge me. Though Sylvia was the one at the front of the store today. Right when I walked in, Sylvia came from behind the counter and g...
This is my first try at erotic fiction. I hope you like it and please be nice. It's largely autobiographical but not literally so. I'm an Asian girl and lots of what I write about Mei is me but lots isn't. I'll leave it to your imagination (hint, if it's about sex it's me) If you all like it I'll write more but please let me know in the comments and by vot...
(Preface: This story is loosely based on real events and situations, and obviously I have elaborated in spots and of course changed all the names and other pieces of information that might give away the actual persons involved. I have taken several liberties to make the story more 'detailed' in places where I was not privy to actual events. Finally, I don't...
Part One -- Class Natasha, or simply Tasha stepped from her apartment onto the busy city street on her way to class. A freshman at NYU, she had to work two jobs just to afford this crappy apartment and tuition, even with her scholarship, so today was going to be a full one. The early morning sun cast honey-colored highlights on her styled hair. Her father'...
Nina and I arrived on an AEROFLOT Tu-214 Friday at 6:38 PM Pacific Daylight Savings Time. After almost 12 hours on a plane it was wonderful to park my ass on a cushion that wasn't careening through the skies at 600 miles per hour and bouncing with every pocket of turbulence. When I unlocked the door to our room at the St. Max Hotel, one of San Francisco's fi...
Monica Kelly smiled at her boss as she filled his ivory mug with steaming hot coffee. Albert nodded at her in gratitude. He was on the phone with an important client, and his dutiful secretary knew just what he needed. She poured in two teaspoons of sugar and two creams, just the way he liked it, and stirred. Although Albert listened to his client's words, h...
Chapter 51 – Nancy comes, teen questions, Willow leaves Nancy stayed an entire week in Dillonville. She got to meet her new family, cementing relationships with her grandparents, and her half-siblings, not to mention her father and stepmother. The latter two relationships involved some serious sex, and were 'hyper romantic' to quote Nancy. Nancy and Brad m...
I'm Emelie, 32 years old Scandinavian wife married to a nice guy by name Adam. We have two nice kids and until recently I thought my life was as good as it ever could be. But then my husband turned it to real mess. I demanded him to write down his story, which I translated to English and with a helpful assistance of a co-worker downloaded it to this story si...
(Chapter 18) "A Moment of Madness" (circa-1988) The six mile Metro journey to Newcastle was relaxing and uneventful. The train was packed with Monday morning commuters heading for their all too boring and familiar places of work. As usual everyone was wearing their trademark sour faces and no one offered a kind look or even a hint of a smile. Men reading...