Larissa was single, thirty years old and a contract lawyer. She drove a Bimmer and lived in Jamaica Estates. She had not been laid in months. After the fourth month and still no bedroom action she began to put in more hours at her law firm just to keep her mind off sex. Larissa felt her sex life was non-existent because she had not found anyone whom she fel...
Findlay (Finn) Regan arrived at Logan International in high spirits, having consumed five whiskies during the flight from Gatwick, England, and having patted the pretty Irish cabin attendant called Maeve on the butt to earn a huge smile and she made no attempt to move off quickly. The cheeky-faced Finn was not long out of prison, jailed for 28-days for rid...
It had taken a little longer than I had expected, due to the rain pouring out of the midnight skies. Traffic had been slow, and I had been frustrated, stuck following traffic doing 10 miles below the speed limit. After all the anticipation, the chats over the last couple of months, I did not want him to think I had changed my mind. As I got out of the van, I...
The day started out like most of our Sundays. We slept in one another's arms until 11am. The night before, Pooky had just changed her dark red hair to a beautiful platinum as she was ready for something new. We were to meet Andrea at 2:30pm at a wine bar in Tempe to catch up on gossip so we had a little time to get ready and do some errands. We arrived at t...
Royal Pleasures the Sequel Years passed. The King progressively lost interest in his enslaved bride. Liese had fulfilled every desire so thoroughly that for a time the King spent the majority of his days concocting more fantastical roles for her to play out. Failure to do so led to a dull, unsatisfying marriage. Liese tired of the monotony of the King. His...
Tom's Midnight Encounter or 'I Think Had Sex With My Wife's Best Friend. © l'Oreille Discret 2003 l'Oreille Discret is a new project writing and compiling true erotic stories based on the real lives of real people. Many of us have erotic secrets that we would love to share, but do not know how to do so in confidence. I'Oreille Discret can help, as the fol...
It had been a pretty quiet patrol that evening, and as I made my way back to Police Headquarters I stopped by the donut shop to pick up a couple dozen for the guys starting their next shift. There’s a little place on my run that I usually go to called Sweeteaters. When I made my way into the shop, I noticed that it was nearly empty, just a couple of caffeine...
Awakened - I answered his post. I had looked at the menu, cover to cover 3 times, between futile checks of my phone, before my best friend made it to the hostess stand. Our wordless exchange of facial expressions: ME: "where have you been?" HER: "what did YOU do?" ME: "what do you mean?" Then the peals of laughter - the kind to let the other patrons...
The noise from the adjacent bedroom window caught his attention. Randy had been sitting on the motel porch in front of his room, reading the newspaper, and sipping a drink. He had been on the road for several days and this was his first opportunity to catch up on the news from a national perspective. However, the moans and cries that emanated from the open w...
This story combines spirituality and eroticism. If that combination bothers you, skip this one. It's fiction, and no real people or places are depicted. Thanks for checking out my stories. ------------- It was Springtime. A postcard perfect Sunday morning. The voices of a small choir drifted out of the open windows of a small wood-frame church and mixed wi...