"You're ready to go, Kyle," the Chief Researcher informed me, handing me a large envelope. "You've passed all the tests, and the nanotech is working perfectly in our controlled environments here. Now you're free to go do the field testing." I knew what "field testing" meant. During the three weeks I had spent at the Nanotech Research Consortium's planetary...
This is my first attempt at writing erotica. Any feedback will be appreciated! * I am lying on the bed. My lover is in the room with me, but I cannot see him because he had blindfolded me. I all I know is the feel of the clean sheet beneath my naked body. I wait in anticipation of what is to come. Suddenly, I feel a pair of hand on my feet, gently kneading...
Copyright © 2000, 2002 StaffWriter My wife is an attorney for a major research company, defending the organization against patent infringements and frivolous lawsuits commonly directed at successful businesses. Thanks to her position she travels in lofty circles with powerful friends. Naturally she carries herself with dignity and confidence. Though a conse...
I love the sensation of your freshly waxed pussy against my face. The way it feels against my fingers, lips and tongue is a massive turn on. Almost as much of a turn on is the physical impact of the waxing on your groin. Your cunt looks almost vulgar with the red glow of the after-effect of the wax being torn off your body, especially your lips which look ev...
I'm sitting in the center of a stranger's plush white couch. I have perfect posture, a function of the two corsets I'm wearing. The first is severely laced satin, the second a more decorative high shine buckled vinyl. Next to me is a semi-vanilla voyeur. What he and I and twenty or so others are watching is a very flexible blonde getting hogtied by a pseudo...
This is my first attempt at any type of Erotic story. So please leave me comments or email me with tips. I hope to write more chapters and stories. Thanks, "Hygiene." * I was twenty-two years old. I was from a college town in Alabama. I was a musician and never had any trouble getting girls. A couple of friends and I were always fans of the bands Phish a...
I sit here, waiting for my Master to take a break from his work, to phone me. I need his permission, for my release, to touch myself, and to scream his title while I cum. I am almost in tears, my hips rocking back and forth, feeling the strand of large, baroque pearls he ordered me to insert into my hot and wet pussy this morning. I doubled the strand and ra...
It's late, I'm in a strange town, the flight was murder, and I need to do something to unwind before catching some sleep. The hotel bar is quiet tonight. The locals have all gone home and the guests have long since departed for their rooms. The bartender brings me my beer, but I see he's in no mood for small talk as he starts to close up shop. "You can sta...
It had been weeks since I started talking to him. Our initial conversations were harmless, talking about work, our sports addictions and rivalries and mutual friends. We agreed to meet for coffee and spent a lovely hour chatting about nonsense. All the while my insides burned with a fire I had yet to experience, a yearning to reach out and touch him, even th...
I walked into the Police Station like every other day. As a cops reporter, I knew the place and the people well. I was there for a story on the detective unit and didn't think much of it. The public information officer scheduled an interview with Lieutenant John Reed and I was led into one of the interrogation rooms. I took a full tour of the station long a...