He looked down at her, reclining in the bathtub with her eyes closed, a glass of wine held loosely in her hand. The water covered her body, which was mostly obscured by the bubbles. Her large breasts were buoyed by the water almost to the surface, and he could just see her nipples peeking up from under the bubbles. He reached down and gently removed the g...
--This story was written a number of years ago under my old pen name Lady Kokomo. I hope you enjoy this sexy fantasy :)! --SWE ~ ~ ~ "Truth or dare?" Bianca asked as I settled down amidst the small group of girls. We were all sophomores and decided to use the game as a fun way to amuse ourselves while waiting for the first day of class. Even if no one to...
We met in a bar on a quiet remote beach some way away from the nearest village on a small Greek island, both of us seeking a cooling drink after the heat of the day. We were almost the only people at the bar and inevitably started to talk, each enjoying the other's company as we chatted over a bottle of wine, the cooling sun sinking slowly over the calm sea...
Mr. Morison looked at his two 18 year old daughters and gave a long sigh. The girls, Samantha and Sarah, both had bodies to die for but the manners of well spoiled princesses. He knew he had spoiled the girls all their lives and especially after his own wife's death, giving them money to go to the mall whenever they wanted, sending them to an exclusive board...
My name is Nicola, I'm 23 and I'd been checking out adult contact sites on the Web for some months. The results had been astounding. I started doing this in the first place because I like sex very much indeed; I had recently finished with a boyfriend and didn't want another relationship right away. Now, for the very first time, I discovered the joys of casua...
This is a story about two people trying to escape a sadistic Human Sex Trafficker. There are some scenes of violence and non consensual sex. If you don't like this type of erotica please don't read it. If you do like it, read on. Please enjoy and give feedback, as I am still writing later Chapters and as always I like to incorporate some of your suggesti...
It was a typically hot Thursday afternoon, the African sun just hinting at beginning its lazy descent behind the peaks of the Waterberg. Angie, a single lesbian workaholic, was taking her first vacation for three years. She had a slightly stern, but attractive face, and thick shoulder-length hair caught exactly between brown and blonde. Now, walking slowly...
Alex hated this hour, this intervening hour. He wished they could get it out of the way at once – but Mrs. Hague insisted on an hour of carols, an hour’s break, and then a further hour. He didn’t even get paid for the hour inbetween, or any food – not normally at least. That’s why this time Alex decided he was fed up of this gig, and was going to go join the...
Chapter One: The long drive from up north had made the man a little tired. He pulled the car in front of a hotel called "The Lazy Palm" and turned the car off. The cool air that had been blowing on his face ceased, and he was forced to roll down the window. The Miami temperature had him sweating in his button up. He undid a button and pulled off his tie. Th...
Max hurriedly stripped, slipping into a silky French robe. The loosely-belted wrapper of slippery burgundy draped his shoulders, revealing his sturdy chest and mat of black curls through the V of his robe. He sat solidly ensconced in his red leather armchair: bare feet flat on the carpeted floor, hairy thighs well-parted in the opened robe. For the longest t...