She watched him walk away from her both admiring his body and thinking "damn, damn, damn" as she feels the familiar twinges in her body, the warmth between her legs and on her breasts. She wanted him and she knew he wanted her and tonight she was not taking no for a answer. Yet she just did and there was not a damn thing she could do about it. She continued...
Professor Greene was one of the sexiest men I had ever met. He wasn't like the other professors at the University. He didn't take himself so seriously and he was a real friend to each and every one of his students. I was lucky enough to have him as my academic advisor and over the past three years I had come to regard him as a very close confidant. I had j...
The following story is my 2nd erotic story and is much more explicit than the first. This may also belong in the Letters and Transcripts genre but feels more like it belongs in the Erotic Couplings. It is fictional and based on two people having an erotic interlude online via instant messenger. All feedback is greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy. ========...
Sally Mae struggled to stand up. Mr. Robertson spun her around until she was bent over again, then proceeded to scold her for 'choosing to feel guilty all these years, and not doing something about it.' "You should've come down here to Jonestown much sooner than this." SMACK! Mr. Robertson had put down the paddle and was now smacking Sally Mae's bare bott...
Disclaimer: this story is purely fictional. Are characters are over the age of 18, and are not modeled after specific people. ***** Chapter 4: A Little Alone Time The day was quiet. Early afternoon was the time when most of the girls were in class, or somewhere else on campus. Save for a few sisters here and there, the house was peaceful. Emma had got...
Note to the reader: this story is based on a young woman from California who is currently visiting family in New York and is separated from her boyfriend. They exchanged erotic e-mails on what they would do in a rain storm, which turned into this story. Like most of my stories, the characters are real but the story is total fantasy. Let me know what you thin...
Sitting naked in bed you begin to doze off reflecting on the things that have happened to you. Wondering when you are going to find the woman that you have been dreaming of. As dreams take you off you see her again. Her long raven hair that had been pulled up in tight braids cascades down her back in waves missing the floor by just inches. As she turns to fa...
I've been thinking about you almost all day, and these fashion forward boy-short undies constrain my cock from reaching any state of full hardness. Driving home my thoughts begin to wander to different scenarios, different ways of pleasure; my free hand wanders down to squeeze my cock. Getting home I check the mail and do all those little things, my mind re...
Some people never work their way up to a truly "fuck the world" drunk. The kind where you walk off the job, stop answering the phone or door and invest your life savings in the productive future of the nearest liquor store or dead end bar. I'm one of those people that did. It had been three days, or three weeks, to be honest I didn't know. Life had become...
Some people never work their way up to a truly "fuck the world" drunk. The kind where you walk off the job, stop answering the phone or door and invest your life savings in the productive future of the nearest liquor store or dead end bar. I'm one of those people that did. It had been three days, or three weeks, to be honest I didn't know. Life had become...