Author's note: I wrote this story seven years ago and published it on a different forum. Since then I made some alterations to it which I believe has made it a bit better. Please enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Prologue Ulfr was a pure-blooded werewolf from the Forest Mountain. He was a large man, tall and muscular, black hair falling in...
I have taken some poetic license in describing the mother's and son's sexual disorder, sometimes known as Persistent Genital Arousal Disorder. It is not the same as nymphomania nor is it as pleasant as I have made it out to be, but then I wouldn't have a very positive story to tell. If anyone might have a friend or family member who suffers from this disorde...
Jack and Sue were sitting at the kitchen table enjoying each other's company and their morning coffee and the wonderful Minnesota weather, debating whether or not to go outside and enjoy the nice day or stay inside and do their favorite hobby: sex. In their 50's Jack and Sue enjoyed a very active sex life that seems to have increased since their marriage ov...
A September Day at the Motel It was a warm day in early September. The air conditioner in the dodgy old motel was doing its groaning, rattling best, but the temperature in the room was still approaching eighty. Lynette was lying on her back, her legs spread as far as she could get them as her lover supported his upper body above her on his elbows and pound...
Despite Kiersten's arousal the night she caught me on the course, I had a feeling she was upset that she'd been watched. I picked it up in small things. She was sometimes moody, which was very unusual. She rarely touch me in casual situations. I didn't get to spend the night for a couple of weeks. I worried my voyeurism had caused a rift that might become an...
Chapter 08 -- Heather's Request - - - Author's Note - This chapter of the largely group sex category is a little hard to classify. Heather isn't technically a virgin in the strictest sense of the word. But she's hoping to relive her only other experience with a man, when she did lose her virginity. As such it felt like this was the closest category to fit...
Spa Day and the "Skimon" "...Because I need a boat... I live in the Gulf... Didn't you say I needed to live like a millionaire?... Well, buying a boat makes me ACT like one, doesn't it?!... I've window shopped a bit online... Yeah... There's room in the marina close by... Do millionaires do their own maintenance?... I suppose a hundred grand give or take te...
"You know what we are?" asked Alexis, taking a drag on her cigarette and leaving red lipstick on the filter. "We're high class whores. That's all we are." "I don't think so," remarked Michelle. She hated these little meetings with the chairman's wife. Hated this conversation. She wanted to disagree, yet she didn't very well want to say anything that would o...
"Jared!" Jared Andrews froze in mid-rant just as he was about to take the keyboard from his computer and throw it through the offending monitor. For the umpteenth time he had checked his work, for the umpteenth time he had sent 'execute' and for the umpteenth time it hadn't worked. He turned around to see Melissa Koenig, matriarch of The Farm commune, stand...
'What have I done?' I thought to myself. 'Wilson's waiting for me. Does he think me whorish?' My hormones drove me to do things I have only dreamed about. I am so forward; I am so scared! Tonight he'll fuck me. I know he will ravage my cunt. Will it hurt much? How will his big shaft penetrate me without deep pain? My dildo is nowhere near as big as his cock,...