As the school year wound down, I got sick and tired of hearing the questions. Well, THE question-namely, "Did you really fuck Bridget Landau?" Bridget was untouchable, unattainable, and the idea that a relative non-entity like myself had fucked her brains out had my classmates questioning the sanity of the Universe. Mere mortals don't couple with goddesses....
Chapter Two: Is Polysexuality a Choice or an Orientation? Polysexuals are people who feel drawn toward having more than one sexual partner, even though they may never actually do it. Even if they are celibate or monosexual, they tend to feel at least a certain fascination toward the idea of multiple partners, even if they can't imagine themselves actually g...
Why do I write erotica, especially incest stories? The short answer is because I was bitten by a vampire. This is a true, sexually explicit story that shows actual sexual experiences. Caring only of protecting the innocent, I used actually first names to reveal the guilty. For those of you who may be offended by reading such a graphic, incestuously erotic s...
Pamela stood huddled in the dark doorway, halfway down the back alley. It was cold and a light drizzle had settled in, the sheets of fine rain just discernible in the dull light of the single working lamp halfway down the alley. Pamela was in her mid forties and fighting a losing battle against the rising tide of age, her thighs and bottom were spreading, h...
Black Book Diary Entry "What's this?" "It's my final invoice, Mrs. Wainwright." "Final invoice? Do you dare think you're done? Look at this mess. You've ruined my house." "You're going to have to find another contractor to finish the job. I can't work under these abusive conditions. I refuse to put my men through another one of your temper tantrums." "M...
Kiersten pressed the doorbell and heard a muffled chime as the ringing report echoed into the office she was stood in front of. She nervously straightened her clothing and gave her shoulder length brown hair a bit of attention as she waited for response. "Good morning, do you have an appointment?" a feminine voice called from the intercom installed into the...
Dear Diary, It's been a couple of days since I put time into another entry, but here's lucky number eight, I suppose. Things have been hectic. Mainly my new job and studies, but I also decided to embrace new beginnings and change my hair colour - No longer do I suffer the generic mousy-brown with frizzy. Oh no, I shall now be known as a feisty redhead. I on...
This is my very first attempt at an erotic story. I hope it turned out well, and that you enjoy it. I was reading genie stories on this site and I couldn't really find one I liked all that much, so I was inspired to write my own. It's also a lot longer than I thought it would be, twelve pages, so I don't know how many pages it will be on this site. So, thank...
This is a true story. However, for obvious reasons, people’s and place names have been changed. Any similarities are, therefore, a coincidence, and were not intended. It is drawn from my own experience. It was about eight o’clock when she rang and hung up. She did that when she wanted to talk, but didn’t have credit on her phone. I rang her back. “Hi, Dave...
Part one of a three part story As soon as I entered Shop Rite, I heard a female voice calling me," Hey Meat, I'm over here Honey. Come here; for a minute, I want to talk to you, and ask you for a big favor." I looked around to see who was calling me. Then I saw her, it was, Rosemarie Esposito! Christ I got so excited just by seeing her and hearing her voi...