1. I guess I was a bit of a late bloomer; I didn't have my first orgasm until I was eighteen years old. I had never been particularly interested in boys and sex and all that. My family wasn't well off, and if I was going to get into a decent university (unlike my sister Valerie who was still living at home and going to community college), I would have to ge...
(This is a prequel to "Jessica's Big Dick Adventure" and the first new erotic story I've written in nearly four years. In this story, and perhaps others to come, I want to explore Jessica's earlier adventures, prior to her marriage and when she was just developing into the magnificent cockslut that she became. I've often thought that, there being nothing pee...
There's nothing more delicious than a submissive who has surrendered to her yearning for pain, who has accepted that the deepest pleasure lies within the most intimate of tortures and who has surrendered herself to the embrace of that pleasure. And when that submissive is my savannah ... The breaking of day had been wrapped in gauzy soft-focus, like the dro...
As Faith pulled into the driveway of her friend's house, her nerves began to get the best of her. She had been friends with Hunter and Amy for almost 10 years. She had been especially close to Hunter - on a platonic level. When they first met, Faith was in her late teens, Hunter was close to 30. He and Amy had already been married several years by then. He...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The mai...
The thunder out over the deep woods was still distant, but rain already pattered on the wooden roof of the charcoal burner's cabin- and into the leak pan on the earthen floor. The storm outside was a warm, comfortable sound. Around the fire, the five strangers were starting to talk like old friends as they passed bowls of venison stew and the half-blind char...
Author's note: This week's story is a little different for me. I wanted to do something that several of you have asked for. A story where the husband doesn't get angry and turn into a Green Beret or MMA fighter and kick everyone's ass. He's just a normal, shell shocked guy with no plans for world domination beginning with ruining his ex and her new man's liv...
After the Casino party I once again foreswore alcohol and became a normal, proper girl. No more outrageous exhibitionism, and certainly no more promiscuity. My best friend Mary did the same. Instead we enjoyed our boyfriends, Mike for me, and Tony for Mary. To my surprise Mike seemed OK with this, and only gave me occasional pressure to go on display for oth...
© BELLORA QUINN & SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM 2010 More apologies for the delay, again... I know, I know! We edit too slowly but we're both in full time employment and it's hard sometimes to find the space to just sit down and work on (in)decent smut. There is a warning of consenting sexual violence with this chapter. If you don't like it, please don't read...
To Those of you that can not accept the fact men are men and woman are woman no matter what their race move on, I read your comments they are so funny, wake up it's 2010. * I awoke before Ronnie on Friday morning. After making coffee I thumbed through the phone book for clinics near work. After writing down a couple of numbers I went to wake Ronnie, "Ronni...