This one is for Tim, who shares my love of shame. It was hard enough for me to get used to Emily's having a regular boy friend. My younger sister would of course continue to want me to clean her when she returned from her now quite frequent dates. I knew that she had this secret pleasure in my experiencing a first tasting of each time her boy friend fucked...
Although there is no requirement to strive for the literary in writing erotica, if you wish to do so, and want to do so well, I think there are several elements you need to build into your story (which ain't easy). What is discussed here probably isn't a definitive list and may be an arguable list, but if the highlighting of these evokes thought or discussio...
Her pussy was wet and slippery. She lay on the mattress with her legs obscenely spread and just the tip of my finger tickling her. This was the way she liked it. There was something that completely turned her on about being violated. She was a real head trip. 4.0 student, deans list, full scholarship, all that stuff. I think that's why sex was such mind game...
Nancy No Longer in Control By Susan Greenway This story involves incest, spanking and other punishments as well as several bodily functions, including menstruation. If any of that offends you, please read no further. All characters are over 18. This story will likely make more sense if you first read the first two chapters first because events here do ref...
"Damn, damn, damn. Computer give me results of damage on the 'squirt drive'." 'Squirt drive locked in drive mode and at full power. Attempting to cut power to drive to release controls and return to normal space.' I had just hit execute on a jump when a ship coming out of jump slams into me and throws everything upside down. Now here I am travelling at 10...
Everyone has to have a hobby, mine just so happens to involve researching, practicing, and perfecting the perfect blow job. Lord, I love the way a cock "melts" in my mouth. To bring a soft and limp fellow to a nice, firm, erect perfection... MMM, makes me wet just thinking about it... I start with undressing my man. Slowly peeling his shirt off his body, ki...
Note- The following is copyrighted. Legal notice appears at the end of the story. * A winter's day, "in a deep and dark December". Sally Thatcher shivered violently as she stepped out of the house she and Valerie Burbon had shared for five years. Sally wore the down-filled neck-to-ankle coat Valerie had given her, but no shoes and no other clothing. Master...
(As a number of astute readers have pointed out, the names of my characters in the original version of this story got mixed up. This version corrects that.) The party was getting boring and I was getting tired. It was almost 11:00 p.m. I started to move toward the door when I noticed, for the first time, a lady dressed in an inviting black skirt and sheer w...
[This story will make more sense if you take the time to read the earlier instalments. There's a lot of severe discipline and a good deal of focus on all bodily functions, so if inclusion of those bothers you, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] Eleanor woke and started packing to travel to the capital for her reuniting with Annette, for no...
I, being observant, noticed two things immediately when I woke up. Number one, I did not fall asleep with a woman, and there was a decidedly feminine arm draped across my chest, and I knew it wasn't mine. If you recall I am observant. Number two is, this is not where I fell asleep. I fell asleep in my small studio apartment bachelor pad and, as best I could...