Erotic literature is one of my favorite ways to relax. The stories that people come up with intrigue my mind and turn me on like nothing else. Thus I've decided to add to the archives in a unique way. Everything in my dream desire or DD series will be actual dreams that I've woken up from. Each is as I've dreamed it with minor filler to keep the story flowin...
As an undergrad I was an engineering student at an average school and I was an average student. I always kid that on my diploma it reads "Graduated (just)". My grades left an awful lot to be desired. I took a few years off after graduation and played for a while in industry before going to graduate school. I call my undergraduate degree my mother's degree be...
My culture is conservative, but that doesn't mean I have to be. Religion and culture are important, of course, but so is the individual. The name is Warsama "Sam" Osman, and I'm a tall, skinny and perpetually bald-headed young Black man of Somali descent living in metropolitan Calgary, province of Alberta. Why am I perpetually bald? It's a rare condition I'v...
Mrs Henderson could hardly believe what she was doing. Here she was, standing in the staff room on her first day at St Jude's, wearing nothing but her glasses and a pair of heels. The feeling of the cool morning air on her exposed skin made her tingle all over; mostly through fear, but she felt as though there was an undercurrent of excitement there as well....
A number of guidelines were introduced at all prisons. These guidelines went beyond new standards for social behavior reform; they extended to create new standards of sexual reform as well. One standard, concerning continence-masturbation in particular-proved to be a particularly taxing problem. No matter the efforts, this sinful deed continued to occur with...
Monday, June 28, 2124 I can't believe this! They are sending me away again! The only reason I act out is for the attention that they give me, but apparently, I haven't stepped up my game enough. This time it's to some fancy boarding school in the middle of nowhere called "Miss Fleurina's Institute for Refined Young Women." All of the windows on the transpor...
As Salam Alaikum, folks. My name is Mira Masayuki-Jones, and I'm a Japanese-Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. Bet that last bit definitely got your attention. You don't see a lot of Muslims in the Japanese Diaspora, partly because of my people's xenophobia and their devotion to the Shinto faith. I will forever be the odd woman out...
The following is based on a true incident. ------- I was going to graduate school in Boston when this incident happened to me. Many was the night I spent prowling the stacks at Widener Library searching out that elusive data I needed to prove my thesis. So many was the night I get the 10PM train home. Back then Boston's North Station was a dark lonely pla...
The dwellers in Saville Row would have been surprised the next day, if they had been told that Phileas Fogg had returned home. His doors and windows were still closed, no appearance of change was visible. After leaving the station, Mr. Fogg gave Passepartout instructions to purchase some provisions, and quietly went to his domicile. He bore his misfortune...
Ray's penis continued to spasm uncontrollably. In his attempt to rid himself of this creature that had taken over his sex organ he had created a second one that had escaped to attack another and now he began to notice a different color come dripping out of him. This time his slimy cum had turned green as the third incarnation of this thing had now been born...