It doesn't compare, Sarah decided after she had rolled onto her side of the bed, with her husband's seed slowly leaking onto her thighs. Sex with him just wasn't as exciting as it used to be. He didn't force her to eat his cum, or even offer to clean her pussy after. She was used to a certain level of service from her lovers now, and he just did not satisfy...
The sun was low, but still hours from setting. She rested on the chaise, enjoying the ocean view from her rental cottage. She smiled at passersby, with her sarong around her shoulders, her bronze skin in sharp contrast with the white 2-piece bathing suit. He cancelled their late lunch, which, she reasoned, was probably for the best. This was a business trip...
Author's Note: This story contains elements some readers may not be comfortable with, even though this is erotic fiction and real people are not being affected. There is a degree of reluctance involved, and what is harmless fantasy might in real life be a serious crime. Cheating is used as an erotic device; also not pleasant or moral in reality. If these e...
Author's note: The following is my first attempt at a semi-romance story. This is also the written from the opposite point of view. All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. This is part of a longer narrative. Please leave feedback on this to let me know if I should finish it! ***** I had met Kali my senior year of high school. She had jus...
Not even the feeling of cold water landing on his face could have shocked Michael more than this. His grip involuntarily loosened and soon the drops of rain were more than enough to send the paper to the ground. It was too much to comprehend that he stood there momentarily wondering how ink on paper had changed his mood so suddenly. He bent forward and pick...
My friend, Scott, is a tall good-looking guy with dark hair and the gift of gab with women - I wouldn't say he can get any woman he wants, but let's just say his batting average is very high. When we were in our early 20s, we used to go out 3 or 4 nights a week to the local L.A. bars and clubs - Scott was the captain and I was the quintessential wingman. Wh...
Violet had taken herself off for a few moments of peaceful wanderings. She thought she had earned it after hours slaving away for an ungrateful boss and lecherous customers. She worked at one of only three public houses in her village. The other two establishments were definitely of a higher class but after talking to the girls that served there, she realise...
Just for the grin. GA - Ranong, Thailand - 16th March 2014 SAMANTHA BONNER is at the gym. She's in the trainers' office, post-workout, kneeling on a yoga mat. Samantha is on her knees, the palms of her hands flat on the mat while she supports herself on straight arms, her hips thrust back and up, her round buttocks raised. Samantha is a very attractive blo...
Estuary: (n) - that part of the mouth or lower course of a river in which the river's current meets the sea's tide. He was sure of only two things. The first was that the sun wasn't up yet. The second was that he'd had too much to drink, way too much to drink. While his head felt like it was besieged by angry jackhammers, it was the brewing turbulence in h...
It was an odd set of circumstance that brought me here, a place I really shouldn't be, with a woman I should never have met. Undoubtedly the alcohol had a lot to do with it, those strange orange drinks at the Halloween party. Sure, she had much more than I, and yes, I took advantage of the situation. Otherwise how would a middle aged, somewhat overweight, ma...