Part One: Gina Gina sat at her computer staring at the new email message she had just received. Her girlfriend had sent a message to the man who wrote it thinking that the two of them would enjoy writing each other. You see Gina liked to write and read erotic email, so she joined an on line group to look for someone who shared this interest. While she had r...
*This story is not mine. it was written by Foxilexi in the old Chyoo site and since no one bothered to transfer it over so far, i decided to take the initiative and do so. I am also doing a cleanup on typos and such while at it. all credit should go to the original writers of the story and the chapters. The original intro is messed up so i largely removed it...
In her email, she told me her name was Brooke Anne Jackson. She came right out and asked. Her spelling was gruesome. I want you to write a story about me. I'm a 19 year old college student. I'm bi, I turned 2 of my high school friends into pussy loving lesbians. I even seduced one of their mothers. I have pierced nipples and I'm thinking about getting a ri...
Again the ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. I like this story. It seemed so real when the idea grew in my mind. There is no sex. I have no idea where this should be posted. So I will put in the Loving Wives and get on with it. Copyright by mcwade May 15, 2005. The damnest story you ever heard: OK. Here we go. I am 63 years old. My gut is a bit too large; my w...
Often I'm approached with a concept for a story. Sadly most are scams, which I've grown accustomed to. This one was presented by someone whose use of the written word, while begrudgingly providing details, told me that this person's talents far exceed my abilities as a writer (I'm not one, I tell stories). My gut said to back away slowly. When the moderator...
She tapped at the keyboard slowly, picking out just the right words to convey for the story she wanted to tell. Lost in her own, self-made world, she only barely caught the flash of movement in her eye, followed by the gentle ding as the door to her shop struck the small bell that hung over the frame. Silhouetted by the setting afternoon sun, was a petite f...
********** There is no explicit sex in this 'snapshot' in time. I wish to thank the people who helped contribute to and edit this story, per their wishes, they remain anonymous. This story is totally fictitious; any resemblance the characters might have to persons living or deceased is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be published at any other...
This story follows on from a previous story I wrote about Faith. For something different I thought I might try and see if I could write this from the girl's perspective. Faith Dials A Daddy - Special Home Services. *** I have been keeping away from the online classifieds since I had that strange interaction with Mr Mature a few weeks ago. I'm 37, recently...
Hello again, I'm Miranda, remember me? Perhaps you have read my account of my misadventures at a gymnastics contest, where I ended up naked in front of a crowd. I put my story on this site when I was advised to talk about it to overcome my deep sense of humiliation. I did feel strangely liberated by doing it; oddly knowing that the whole world could read it...
"Professor Ryan?" "Yes?" "Hi. My name's Beth; I sat in on your Erotic Literature 101 class today. I really want to join the class but it looks full. I was hoping you still had space available?" She added a smile to the end of her sentence, hoping for a positive response. Beth gazed at the man pondering her fate, acutely aware that she didn't look like a...