Dear reader, This is an absolutely true story that I would like to share due to it having such a powerful impact on my life. The real events took place over a six week summer holiday when I was between university and full time employment as a teacher. It is the story of coming to realise that I was a submissive and required strict discipline from a younger...
I may be no more qualified than others who write sexy stories and post here; but I figured I would share what I have learned from reading and writing erotica for many years. The first and most obvious point is that erotica, unlike other kinds of writing, has a purpose and that is --to get the readers sexually aroused. I like erotica with a good story,...
The next day, the girl got up late and sat in her pajamas reading the newspapers with her flat mate, she wanted to tell the flat mate about the previous night, showing her body to strangers on the museum steps, but knew that she wouldn't be understood, and wasn't quite sure that she understood herself. Lunchtime came and went. Flat mate went for her usual l...
I got a job stacking shelves at the supermarket during the Summer holidays of my second year at College. Judging by my antics and expenditure during my first year I was going to need the cash. I was 20 years old and spending nights filling shelves was hardly my idea of fun but then beggars can't be choosers, can they? Besides which, as I found out towards th...
"Pick what breakfast cereal you want" instructed Christina, my wife as we gently wandered around the supermarket. An innocent comment but when I followed it my life turned upside down. As I crossed the aisle to pick up my packet of Coco Pops I was nearly run down by a trolley. It banged into me and a wheel ran over my foot. I exclaimed and looked up to see...
Bright sun shone over the fields that mellow spring Saturday morning. Anne felt a quiet sense of satisfaction as she drove homewards. She'd busily spent the morning helping her best friend Wendy host a coffee morning and had poured countless cups of coffee. The purpose of the coffee morning had been to raise funds for new loos for the community hall in Wendy...
Think of this story as taking place in a parallel dimension where everything is the same as our world except for... The Pin. Heather Johnson and her mother were casually walking into the supermarket early Saturday morning. "Mom, we don't need to get a cake. I'm not a kid anymore." "I know, honey. You're eighteenth birthday is the most important day in...
I first noticed you in the supermarket. You were bending over the vegetable display looking at some cucumbers. The shiny black material of your shorts stretched over the globes of your ass, and your breasts pushed against the white material of your blouse as you straightened up. You caught me staring at you and smiled to let me know it was alright. I blushed...
Author's note: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious and are eighteen years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Please vote and leave comments if you enjoyed the story and would like to see it continue. Suburban Teenage Gigolo Chapter One Satisfaction Guaranteed His mother answered the...
Even as a child Jane had always loved the feel of certain materials against her skin. Her first sexual feeling was caused by her wearing a plastic apron of her mothers. She felt her nipples harden and was worried because she thought she had wet herself as she was wet between her legs. She soon discovered that was very normal and began to enjoy those feelings...