The Boxing Day walk had been an excuse to extract Emily from the ancestral pile, before her graceless behaviour and cutting remarks placed any further demands on the seasonal goodwill of kith and kin. Now, as she trudged ahead, up through the bare wood of tortured hornbeam coppice and straight thick sessile oak, her rubber wellingtons pulling against the dee...
"Hey Niykee, this is crazy. Would you go on a first date with me in Olympic National Park this weekend?" Niykee remembered Donovan, the guy who sent her the text. Her producer had rented out the Sky Bar to throw a promotional party. She was sitting with her girlfriends at the far end of the pool at the table with the glass railing that opened up a full view...
San Francisco, beautiful from the air at night as all cities are beautiful from the air at night - maybe even Dallas from a DC-3, although that seems like poetic license. Quickly enough, the anonymity of the clouds and nothing more to see. I like anonymity - so why am I posting erotica? Sometimes you have to throw long, just to see what happens. Sleeping i...
Diolch yn fawr! Sara Rasmussen for your editorial guidance. Please leave comments and feedback for me so I know what works and what doesn't as I write up the rest of this story. This series will include two kinds of chapters: story chapters, called '(story)' in the blurb and sex scenes, called '(scene)' in the blurb. The sex scenes will be diverse. You can...
Ch 6 – The Ride Revenge served as cold as ice cream NC This is a copyrighted original work of erotic fiction. All rights reserved. We woke up the next morning to sunshine and bird songs and went out to do the morning chores, still naked, holding hands between the three of us and sharing playful and flirtatious and bittersweet caresses, knowing all too...
**The following is a messy fetish story. It contains mud, muck unwashed-ness and general grossness. So if that's not your thing skip it. If it is, keep going** * Savannah sighed as she got into the airport. It was deep in South America. She was looking to find some jungle ruins, explore go into the wilderness, all on her lonesome. However as she waited lon...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is a coincidence. ***** The next morning, Jeff and Muddy awoke together at Jeff's alarm on his phone. He was on his left side spooning with her when the alarm sounded. He rolled onto his back to silence the alarm and she stretched and rolled to face him. "Hi honey." Jeff said....
Note to reader: This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. ***** Sunday morning turned into Sunday early afternoon before Jeff and Muddy awoke. Both were tired and sore from the previous night's activities with David and Marylou. Jeff went to the bathroom and was so unsteady he had to sit down to pee. Evidently, the s...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. All names are made-up and any relation to persons living or dead is coincidental. ***** As she sat down in her car at the pub, Marylou hiked her skirt to her waist leaving her hands free to finger her slit. While driving from downtown Los Angeles to foothills of La Canada-Flintridge, she re-lived the sensation of putti...
Akazu threw her hood over her shoulders. She really needed to see her, even though, you know, the storm. But the little red coat would help. It was a nice gift. Functional. She packed some sandwiches, she painstakingly make grandma's seaweed salad to her recipe, down to the last drop of sesame oil. Akazu wanted to please. She packed a few other sundries with...