Synopsis: Keeping his new bride, a hopeless but happy nymphomaniac, satisfied is a full time job for her harried husband. Candice can't help herself as she seduces and is seduced by everyone in the neighborhood as well as her coworkers, and discovers that many of her new conquests are as kinky in their own way as she is. * Waiting for my nympho wife to ret...
I rolled off of her body thinking I wonder if people really go to the bathroom in their dreams. Lynn sat up, leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips, got up and walked into the bathroom. I watched the soft movement of her feminine body gliding through the moon shadows and disappear into the darkness. Then I heard the tinkling splashing sound of her ur...
Part III: All Hallow's Eve It was one of those nights when we were invincible; youth was immortal and anyone over the age of twenty-one could go fuck themselves. It was, in a word, everything that one's eighteenth Halloween should be. The power went off about 8:30, plunging the entire campus of my small college into darkness. The wind bucked and howled and...
Disclaimer: All characters and events are fictional, and any similarity to real people and events is purely coincidental. This is a work of erotic fiction intended to be read by people over 18 years of age (or 21 in some areas) where reading erotic fiction is legal. Story and all characters © Kardas Fox. * Harsh white light and the steady beep of an EKG gr...
Marcel wanted to celebrate Nuke's and my success in passing the dreaded history exam, and he booked a private room at my favorite restaurant. Tonight I'm gonna blow up the planet. Maybe the entire universe. I shower, fix my hair; as much as I can-I hate hate hate its current length. How many years is it going to take to reach my butt? Marcel has seated hi...
During my speech she had caught my eye, a blonde bombshell in the front row. Was it just me, or was she licking her lips at me? Her massive cleavage spilled out of her white, unbuttoned-at-the-top shirt like two giant balls of vanilla candy... I could nearly see straight up her oh-so-short, classy, black miniskirt... Did I catch a glimpse of some sky-blue pa...
It was 6:30 p.m. He had a date tonight. In one hour to be precise. He had seen her the past 27 nights, each evening always new and refreshing. And he had never been late. But he had a few minutes to spare, so he leaned forward in his small shower stall and braced his powerful forearms and shoulders against the slick tile, the blistering stream of water sluic...
My dearest wife, The most perfect gift I can offer you this Valentine's Day, my lovely partner, is not one fashioned from diamonds or gold. Nor could it be purchased in the finest stores on Manhattan's Fifth Avenue. The gift I give is one only I can give you: a remembrance all our years together and those many Valentine's, our shared most special day. I r...
I awoke in the middle of the night, feeling a little confused as one always does in the seconds after regaining consciousness from Morpheus' realm. Wondering what may have caused the disturbance in my otherwise deep sleep, I soon became painfully aware of Andrea's head on the inside of my right upper arm, strangulating by blood-circulation and causing the fe...
Author's note: This is version 3. I went back once to edit inconsistencies/continuity errors and really embarrassing editing mistakes, and now here we are again. The original was never intended to have sequels, which means the world wasn't properly designed. But it is now, so here we are with another edit. Original note: If you haven't already, read the p...