David had taken music as a joke. It wasn't particularly hard and he was instrumentally gifted – that is, he picked up most instruments easily. It had been a fill in subject. A subject to go where there was no subject. He didn't pay attention in class and crammed before the exams. He didn't practise his nominated instrument (the saxophone) and he learned his...
The club was dark, and the music loud. All around her people moved, dancing, talking, arms around each other, moving to the music. Most were dressed in black, but she could see plenty of flesh in the exposure of the strobing blue light. She herself was dressed in only a light filmy skirt and a tight top that bared her midriff. Caught in the occasional light...
I used to live in a first floor apartment that bordered on the parking lot of a small Mexican restaurant. A lot of people used it as a party area, as it was fairly well shielded from the road and not very brightly lit. One August night I woke to the sound of Dave Mathiews, playing at near concert-volume outside my window. I like the music, but at four AM on...
Do you remember a special song from your first school dance? The song on the car radio when you finally got to first base? The music playing when you lost your virginity? A standout song from the playlist for your road trip to spring break with someone that made the trip memorable? The music playing when you first realized you were in love? The first song yo...
Realism is that phenomenon which takes your dreams out of the darkness of night and brings them into the light of day. This one rambling thought continuously resonates in my mind. There are events that take place in your life when you recognize that moments you've only imagined, perhaps visualized in a fantasy, might become certainty. Suddenly, dreams have...
Julie and I had worked together for a few years in a consultancy company; in fact, I was her boss. I was really impressed with her dedication to her work, her commitment to providing high quality work to her clients, and her willingness to learn. I thought she was a real star. She was relatively young for the company, and I felt that she needed to be nurture...
You sit on your balcony, listening to the rhythm of the drums as people dance in the streets. The thump of the music is hypnotic, forcing you to sway, even when you aren't in the thick of it yourself. All your life you've dreamed of Carnivale and you have finally make the pilgrimage to enjoy the warm weather and bawdy sights. You've only been in your hotel a...
The two men escorted me into a room with nothing but a bed, a toilet, blank white walls and a feeling of hopelessness. It looked like a prison cell. I had no idea what was going on, I was sort of scared and a little pissed. One man walked away and the other held onto my arms. They looked sexy, though, wearing what seemed to be "Men in Black" costumes. The ma...
I started with the vibrator pulsing against my pubic bone and sending shivers throughout my body. Feeling quite wet and wanting more, I grabbed my dildo. I remembered the last time I used it, walking in front of my building in heels with it being held up by my panties. I met up with you and kissed your sexy mouth while you checked to see if it was still in....
This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. I've been inspired to do so by a friend I recently met online and dedicate this to him. Thanks, Gary! * It's late and although it's been a long day, I don't think I can sleep just yet. I need something, but what? A bubblebath would probably be best so I start to gather a few things that will help me to...