I remember the spring of '87 as vividly as if it were yesterday. It sounds unreal, but this was the school that featured coed saunas and I recalled seeing a coed nude swim featured on the school weekly calendar. A sophomore at UMass-Amherst with an interest in dance inspired by my high school girlfriend Heather, in January I was looking over courses availabl...
When yet another set of batteries died she decided that she'd had enough. It wasn't just her sex life that was dull and deficient, her entire married life was drab, dreary and monotonous, and she wanted out. She'd married when still young and inexperienced, wasted eleven years, and that was as far as she was prepared to go. Sex with Larry was limited to a b...
The air was silent, as usual. The only sound was the deafening roar of crickets chirping in the nearby bushes. Their own perverted melody rang out into the wet night, off the damp pavement and echoed in my ears. It was late, also as usual, and I was very tired. Work had been as tedious and humdrum as always, and I suffered from the same malaise as most ever...
Hours before, just as the Ebon Hawk was streaking through the smoky skies of Nar Shadaa on its way to open space, Visas Marr had been sinking into a meditative trance, sitting on the floor in one of the Hawk's bunkrooms. She initially had been clearing all conscious thought out of her mind, working toward the restoration of her cognitive faculties. This was...
All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons - either living or deceased - is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...
DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional. It contains elements that can be considered non-consensual. Please do not read if this subject matter is disturbing or offensive to you. All characters are over 18 years of age. ***** Taylor wondered what the hell was wrong with her. She was just so... horny all of the time. It was completely ridiculous. She...
She hated it. She admitted to it freely. She hated his fleshlight. That disgusting "toy". That thing he put his penis in to feel good. Was she not enough? Why did he feel he needed it, that replacement for her vagina? It was just sitting there on his side of the bed, he'd used it last night and just left it sitting on the bed side table. It was all she cou...
A seduction? I'm not sure I would call it that. Perhaps it was just finding the right woman - someone who wanted sex, someone who wanted to be fucked. Sex is too refined for what happened that Sunday. My wife was working. Trying to catch up from the week that never ends. And because of this, our usual swinging had come to an abrupt standstill. And for me?...
Naples 1734: The thirty-four year old Isabella Silverto has returned to her parent's home after a ten year loveless marriage. A funeral reunites her family for the first time since it was ripped apart by incest more than a decade earlier. Older, more experienced but still unsatisfied, Isabella spurns her brother's advances and prepares for another arranged m...
All characters in the following work are fictional. Any resemblance to real persons – either living or deceased – is coincidental on the part of the Author. Furthermore, as the body of the following fiction involves graphic depictions of sexual activity all characters, unless otherwise noted, are written as being of the majority age of eighteen or older....