All characters are eighteen years of age or older. -=-=-=- The spring sun was bright; the trees and grass were alive with vibrant green; and colorful flowers dotted the yard. Jennifer had the house to herself, her college roommates were out in town. Walking to her bedroom, she stretched her arms out. She kicked off her sandals and picked up her MP3 player;...
I close the door to Carrie's room and step into the hallway of the women's dormitory. I'm not sure what time it is, but I know it's past curfew. I don't see anyone around so I start walking down the hall to the exit. There was a small party in Carrie's room, but it broke up a while ago and I was left with her and my roommate Ben. Ben and Carrie started mak...
My stories are short; they are not about details that have no meanings. They are my reactions to this world. They are about my sexuality, my hopes and my fears. This started with my story, the shower, and it will end the day that I die. *** The Dance Moving through the crowd in the darkened room I can feel the energy, the pull of the emotions swirling...
This is my first submission here; I'm a music student myself and have flirted with the idea of erotic literature for a while, hoping it might help me learn. This one will be a slow burner, if you will, but hopefully you find it worthwhile! Thanks for reading, kind stranger, and please, let me know what you think. ************ Daphne walked slowly up to th...
Music does things to me. It's a part of me. It's a constant. When I fell off the jungle-gym there was music coming from the room next to the sick-bay at school. It was bad, but it was music nevertheless. The first time I got drunk - there was music. Actually there was Madonna - Like a Virgin - how appropriate. The first time I had sex, and then the first tim...
( wrote for fun, like a lot of my short stories) When I stepped off the bus I could hear it. That soft sound of a saxophone, the low groan from the upright base, that metal on metal of a snare drum. All the rest hide under those three but when I listen I can just hear their ghosts drifting in the magnolia scented breeze. I walked toward the sound of the mu...
"Whatever it is, it'll keep 'til the morning, haven't we both got better things to do.. Midnight Blue." Wafted through the air, from the lovely Melissa Manchester. Her long fingers gliding over the piano keys, as her long red curly hair cascading down her back, swaying lightly from side to side as she moved her head and sang. "Bravo, Bravo." From across the...
He has simply asked me to practice, I thought. Nothing to it. My rehearsal ended rather abruptly, and I could tell he was upset. Probably upset about my horrible performance. He must be. I tucked my violin case under my arm, the precious Stradivarius. So few of them, rare and beautiful, yet the sound I had raped from it this day was wretched. I looked up at...
When Robert Morley came to pick up Diana for their concert date, she still did not recognize him, and so could not place him from the gangbang orgy. She concluded that it was not so surprising considering the number of men she had been intimate with that night, and the relative brevity of time spent with each of them. The memory of the vast majority of those...
It had been far too long since we were last together when you finally called me. My heart soared when I heard your voice. "Hi, lover. It's been too long." "I know, I know. I had some things I had to take care of," I responded. "So when can we get together. Can't do it tonight. Tony and I are going to a concert tonight, and we have floor tickets. Maybe we...