Every day, Japan's commuter railways take 40 million riders to and from their destination. Bodies are packed close together- rubbing against strangers and feeling their breath or smelling their odor, both pleasant and offensive. All too often, perverts take the opportunity of anonymity and proximity to grope female passengers. They do so, knowing full well t...
This is my contribution to the "WINTER HOLIDAYS STORY CONTEST 2016" It is submitted to the section 'Interracial Love' and that's exactly what it is about: love, crossing boundaries. All names, characters, situations and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with actual persons is intended or should be inferred. Copyright blab...
Coming soon: Chapter Two: Exposing Cindy - Facing my husband. The evening with Denzel was uniquely dangerous and exciting experience. It was degrading and humiliating; and yet, I came three times. But most of all, it was stupid. It was irresponsible. It was wrong. I violated one of the fundamental precepts of my marriage. My husband, whom I love dearly, ha...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know this is supposed to be erotic fiction but it's difficult trying to shoehorn regular smatterings of sordid sex into a post apocalypse story about saving the world and keep it credible. Apologies for the previous episode being a bit, ahem ... dry. Hope this one, that begins days after Chapter 12, sates your appetite. I mean no disrespect...
What Kind of Man I Am Ch. 9 Hey Fuckers Doing the best I can avoiding Covid, Karen and Ken. Unfortunately people we know have passed away and many have lost there jobs. I lost my Dad earlier this year along with dealing with all the other shit in life. Sit down, relax, have a sandwich, drink a glass of milk, do some fuckin' thing besides complaining abou...
You Love Me To Hate You As I was writing this, I realized that I was over 20k words and wasn't even close to a finishing point. I decided to break it up into chapters. One of the criticisms against me is that I don't develop my characters enough. Maybe I've got that figured out now? Maybe it's just word salad? This story could've gone in any number of ca...
Author's note: This series is devoted to my wife, for whom it was originally written. It is both a history of our sexual life as well as my means of sharing our fantasies, with alterations to names and times to protect our friends, but both the fantasy and reality are/were spectacular enough to warrant sharing with others. This is the second story. It is a...
If I start this story right at the beginning it will make more sense to you and to anyone reading this. I was single and 26, genuinely not bad looking and had the sort of physique which attracts women! But that was 4 years ago and much has happened since then. It began at a party given by a couple of my best friends, Jim and Sue. There wasn’t always a reaso...
It was a wild Friday night party, where M. Larre took Camilla, Candice, and a few other Club Ritz strippers. On the first floor of the big house of the party's wealthy host, people were drinking, dancing, and socializing in the usual tame manner; but on the third floor, orgiastic sex and gang-bangs were in every room, where the moans and screams of pleasure...
The next few days in school were awkward. Ellie came every day for lunchtime "study sessions," but I just couldn't be around her. Every time she came in I asked her to leave telling her I wasn't offering extra help that day. Finally on Friday she cornered me afterschool yet again. Just as I was packing my things to leave, I heard my classroom door close and...