Valentina took a long drag from the cigarette perched between her delicate fingers. She exhaled, the wispy trails of smoke drifting through her flowing brown hair and out the open window of the taxi-cab. In the back seat she sat relaxed, exuding a glow of confidence. She noticed the driver taking long glances at her through the rear-view mirror. She didn't m...
Sally and I had been friends since we were in High School. Finally adults, we found jobs and decided that if we pooled our income we could share a small apartment. Moving day came and we worked into the evening putting the place together. It had been sweaty, but we were finally in our own place. And those cute college guys next door...so chivalrous to offer...
Jemima locked the door of the apartment and dropped her bags on the floor of the hall before kicking off her heels with an audible sigh of relief. She ignored the pile on mail on the doormat and trotted across the wooden floor towards the small spiral staircase that led up to the bedroom. As she climbed the stairs she consciously shed the concerns of the day...
I rested on the third day. So much sex on the previous two days had left me all in. It was mid-morning when I got up and had a shower to wake myself up. Even I was surprised at the number of fetishes I'd seen so far, not all to my liking, but hey, everyone to their own tastes. My own fetish, watersports, seems to be quite popular and there I was thinking...
Even as a child Jane had always loved the feel of certain materials against her skin. Her first sexual feeling was caused by her wearing a plastic apron of her mothers. She felt her nipples harden and was worried because she thought she had wet herself as she was wet between her legs. She soon discovered that was very normal and began to enjoy those feelings...
It started with an innocent trip to the mall. I use the term "innocent" loosely since I happened to be carrying my strap-on dildo in my purse with me. You might be asking yourself why a respectable woman like myself would be carrying a plastic cock with a harness in her purse in a place like the mall. I get it. If I wasn't me, I would probably think I was in...
Author's Note: This is once more a Tale of the Macabre -- joining its sister story, Future Reservations, in the erotic horror section. There are elements of body horror, unwilling transformation, rape and it does not end happily. If that is not your cup of tea, then please, check out any of my other stories. Though, as a note, it is completely unconnected (p...
I was unable to speak or move as I watched the cock sliding along the hand that was wrapped around it. The foreskin would envelope the head on each upstroke and then stretch the head upward on each down stroke. The hand was stroking at a fairly fast pace but to me it seemed as if it was in slow motion. I jerked out of my trance to look at the man who belong...
Jim arrived early for the meeting; his face filled with the boyish excitement that made this 35-year-old man so attractive. The fact that he was 6 feet tall with dark short-cropped hair and the slender with the build of a much younger man also helped. He carried with him a large black plastic shopping bag, a clear sign he had been to the local adult "Toy Sto...
"Tally, you okay out here?" It was an understandable question for Claire to ask. She and the rest of my friends were inside the hotel room, talking and laughing up a storm, while I was standing outside on the balcony. It's not even like I had a decent excuse for doing so. The barren landscape of my tiny desert town didn't make for much of a few. Besides, I...