It was still dark when I awakened on Sunday morning. I knew it was morning only because the digital clock by my bed read 5:00 AM. Even though I was in my own bed in my own apartment, something seemed strange, wrong, out of place, out of focus. Oh. I was still dressed. How did that happen? Finally, my confused 'Why am I awake this early, lying in bed, an...
The following material is sexually explicit erotica. If you are offended by hard-core pornography close this file. Part 4 Once back in Brussels we continued, in a much more seriously detailed manner, the conversation we had started during our week-end away - whether to combine our lives in a more practical fashion, and if so in which of our two separate...
Wednesdays were always boring for Holly, and this one was worse than most. Her usual trade didn't hit the streets until the end of the week when they got paid, or until the welfare checks came. This wasn't the week for the welfare checks. It was cold, and there was a light mist falling that promised to turn into snow very soon. She could move up a few blocks...
With the muted flare of silenced retro thrusters, the sleek black shuttle touched down in the centre of the glowing orange landing pad. Amatsu Mikaboshi powered down the engines, then flipped a switch on the black console in front of him, which opened the airlock door. He rose from the Pilot's Chair, and stalked from the tiny infiltration vessel without a ba...
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. I appreciate that the poor grammar may take away from the tale. My editing could be better and I continue to work on it. I'm sure there are some errors and I do care. Thank you for your comments. ***** The meeting was arranged by a voice on the hotel phone and it sound like a fe...
Dr. Emeril Cox sat at his desk, watching Linda Foster, waiting for her response to his long description of his group fertility procedure. He'd delivered this speech so many times, each time altering it for his audience. In this instance he hadn't even been entirely sure about offering this technique to Mrs. Foster. He felt he was a good judge of character an...
Warning: this one is very long but I really didn't want to split it into chapters. There is not a lot of sex in it (it is in the romance section) and it is definitely not a quick tug story. My apologies for any mistakes, particularly in the medical details, that is not an area of expertise for me. As usual it is my own work and isn't to be reproduced withou...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is pur...
Susan is a nice girl with some very kinky fetishes she's never dared try, but can't forget. Her husband Dave has given his free rein in the past, but now keeps them controlled, if not forgotten. What will happen when they learn each other's hidden kinks - and find out they're complementary? Warning to readers -- this is fairly long (28,000 words), and the f...
One - Lexi Sharon 'Shaz' Johnson purred and rolled over to give me a last, long, lingering kiss. There was still some residue of her husband Richard's cum on her cheek and there was certainly still plenty of it on mine. She glanced at him, kneeling on the floor next to the bed we were entwined upon, his once impressive erection now a thing of memory, a last...