My young body was trim and taut but not muscular, breasts firm and inviting with large erect nipples. A small red stone complemented my piercing, enhancing my vagina and keeping my engorged clitoris prominent. My legs were smooth, lean and shapely. I adjusted my golden waist chain over my hips and ran outside into the crowded street, feeling joy and satisfac...
I have taken some poetic license in describing the mother's and son's sexual disorder, sometimes known as Persistent Genital Arousal Disorder. It is not the same as nymphomania nor is it as pleasant as I have made it out to be, but then I wouldn't have a very positive story to tell. If anyone might have a friend or family member who suffers from this disorde...
This story is written as a stand-alone, but it continues the adventures of a couple introduced in a previous story -- 'Fifty -- Fifty', and contains some back-references. You may like to read that one first. * Life changed following our pretend one-night-stand-with-a-stranger incident. It had to, we were both on the point of giving each other marching orde...
Author's Note: This was requested by one of my readers. Read the tags before continuing. ***** The pole was icy against her skin. It cut through the skimpy clothes she wore like a dart through paper, defeating the purpose of her thong and bikini top, but still she kept moving. Her arms slid along the metal, down her body, across the arc of her hips, then b...
I sent my wife off on a break to her sister's up North and I left her with one small task, one souvenir, I wanted from their break. A photo - a simple photo. What could be easier? After all this is the facebook era, selfies of the two of them were bound to be popping up at regular intervals. Here we are at dinner, here we are going for a walk along the cli...
Tommy and I are headed to the Borders bookstore at the mall. I love to read, but that's not the purpose today. Tommy has been bugging me to let him film an up-skirt video in a public place. I've finally agreed. He thinks it's because he's so charming and persuasive. Boys. They'll never learn. He's not that charming. This is for me. The thought is both scary...
This is mostly catharsis for me, if you're looking for something a little different and honest and mostly a fantasy of all the stuff I want a partner to know. ----------- The headboard creaked. I tried to stop it by pulling on it with my hands, with the pleasant side effect of allowing me to pull up on my hips with my abdominal muscles. I clenched my vagin...
Bob went to the bathroom, locked the door, and sat on the closed toilet lid. He pulled the invitation from his wallet and unfolded it. Well worn from reading it over and again so many times, he had saved it hidden there in his wallet and in his back pocket since the beginning of September. He had received the invitation online and printed it out before delet...
No sex. No one gets fucked either...but someone gets bent over. The minivan wheeled down the suburban drive. One could tell by the lack of density of houses that this was the Land of McMansion. It made for a pleasant drive, with actual trees and landscaping in the development. "DAD! Where are we going?" Erin asked from the back, looking up for three sec...
This is my first experience with writing erotica. Please leave me feedback (good or bad)! * It had been a rough week. Actually, it had been a rough semester. I had made the mistake of taking eighteen credits worth of college courses, and being a psychology major, that was quite the load. Final exams had pretty much taken hostage any sort of social life I h...