A MONTH OF SEXY WRITING CHALLENGE January 8 Spooning/mindfuck As it's time to lay down to sleep, we crawl into bed. It's been a long day. We're both so tired that we've been wanting nothing more than our heads to hit our pillows. We lay down. Me with my back to you. You scoot up behind me to spoon. "Goodnight babe," you whisper in my ear. "Night," I...
Bleak midwinters. Shane Houston supposed they didn't get a whole lot bleaker than working Christmas Eve late shift in Cinemagic Video, frosty winds or otherwise. He glanced up from his paperback at the garishly-lit dreariness to check for customers. The drab horror of the place was only emphasised by the few decorations Arlo had cared to string casually abou...
Nikki could barely believe the position she'd found herself in. A week ago she was living a normal, fairly uninteresting life. Now, she's lying on her own bed, trapped by the bed itself, which just introduced itself to her by name. She didn't even mean to let out a scream. Rationally, she knew it would be futile, given the metal gag that was still firmly pr...
A snippet from my mind on the journey from London to York... By the time I get onto the train to York I've fucked 17 people. I know, because I counted them. I don't remember them all, though I'm guessing they'll remember me. At least for an hour or two. It started with Monserat, the only one whose name I know - not that I bothered to ask, but she was cle...
Amy and I had met online, which soon led to many hot cybersex sessions and eventually to phone calls, many of which became phone sex. We hit it off pretty well. That's putting it mildly, we got along great and the no-contact "sex" so far was smokin hot. Now we were ready to take it to the next level. As it turned out, we lived only a couple hours apart, whic...
Once upon a time there lived a kinky girl, a very kinky girl indeed, named, well never mind her real name, her chosen nick for play was "Cinderella", for reasons which will become apparent later. Cinderella lived in a polyamorous family with an assortment of bdsm proclivities with her "Daddy" (a switch - top to Cinderella and bottom to his Domme to whom he...
As you return home from work one evening, you find a large shipping package waiting for you in front of your apartment. Bringing the package inside and opening it, you find a letter and hundreds of vials containing a mysterious red powder. You decide to inspect the letter. -- WARNING: PROPRIETARY INFORMATION. DISCLOSURE OF THE CONTENTS OF THIS PACKAGE AND TH...
This story has been restored from deletion, and the intro chapter has been rewritten to remove the work of the original author (by their request). The following is rewritten to give us a jump off point for the extant chapters. Admin rights have been passed to me. Questions, comments, requests, please feel free to ask. -Vestiphile **** You're just returning...
A knock on your hotel room door. Whom could it be? You're not expecting anyone. You didn't order room service. It must be some mistake. You look back down at your computer and go back to typing, assuming they'll go away. But they don't. Several more seconds go by and there's more knocking. You sigh and grab your drink to keep from spilling it, then hop off t...
(Every character in this story is 18+) You step off the boat last. You see all of your competition. Most of the chicks looked pretty damn hot. Especially the cool goth chick. The guys mostly seem like idiots besides a tough-looking dude with green hair and piercings. You walk on the dock seeing the poor condition of the island for the first time. You didn't...