I hear you drive away from the motel. You have said that you will not be back until noon tomorrow. You have told me that I had better be ready for you when you return. You want my pussy juices dripping with anticipation, ready to receive your rampant cock. You have promised me that you will enter me even if it is as dry as a stick; it is my choice to feel pa...
I know. It's been forever since I've posted a story. This is what happens when a girl has a life outside of writing erotica. Anyway, holiday vacation time coupled with some snow-ins have given me a little time to get going again. Here's the latest installment of "Massage Mat." As with some of the other episodes, this one does NOT contain any incest, but we...
(A girl named Marsha is holding out for a handsome beefcake. She wants the perfect hottie with all the bells and whistles. Her friends tell her she should aim much lower and just settle. Marsha disagrees. She thinks all she has to do is spend less time buying shoes, and more time man hunting. Time will tell.) "Honestly Marsha, what is that, your tenth pair...
This is my first attempt at writing erotica. This goes on and on more than I thought it would, but hopefully it holds your interest. This is a true story of some loving exploration between my wife and I, and if there is some positive feedback I will gladly submit some more. Who am I kidding, I was so aroused writing this, I am definitely gonna submit more....
Three days after the marriage of his frequent date Celeste Young to his best friend Mike Hastings, Logan Mayfair quit his job as civic affairs reporter for the Claytown Sentinel and took the 12:15 out of town. Logan had never liked trains and he liked this one even less; the so-called 12:15 departure had been 12.53 and he was in no mood to be kept waiting f...
My fourth interview had been with Melody Sato. Melody was a stunning 20-year-old Japanese woman with long wavy brown hair and flawless tawny skin. She was slender, flat-chested but with a tight little round ass, and maybe 5'5"; she looked like a runner, which she was. She was reserved, soft-spoken, and impressively poised. When I gave her the rundown I had g...
The sun was setting when Mina felt it; a churning inside her stomach and womb that filtered through her limbs. She slumped in the saddle, her eyelids drooped, exhaustion tugged at her consciousness, but she had momentum. One down, only six to go. It could be nearby. Maybe just a little further. Then she was on the floor, having slipped from the stirrups. Br...
*Alright, the people have spoken and longer it is. I strayed from being long winded hoping to not lose readers in the details. Still won't be really long, but I'm gonna try. Also finally got a spellchecker, man the first chapters were filled with mistakes!* -9- The weeks passed with Sam and I growing to know each other in a whole new way. We spent nights...
Magda "Marry me!" he said. "Sure." "Good." "When?" "Soon." "Good." "Hungry?" "No." That was it. Maybe not the world's most romantic proposal, but conventional romance had never been Peter's strong point. But he was sweet as a honey-soaked kitten and life with him was never dull. Of course I wanted to marry him! Yesterday he had captured the hearts o...
I stood there clutching the official stamped letter from Lady Vishnew; yes I knew my mother was in on this with her. I'd racked my brain for a few moments when a smile broke out on my face, yes there was definitely a way to turn this, and maybe use a little of their own trickery against them, then again, these two weren't stupid they were after all over one...