This is being posted to the romance section. From my point of view romance, even and perhaps especially erotic romance, does not need details such as the length or thickness of a penis. The less biological information the better, although this does not mean that one has to avoid everything biological. In my work you will probably find no mention of steamy fe...
We had been cross street neighbours of Vicki and Nels for about ten years. It was not that we were close friends but certainly friendly neighbours. We had visited each other occasionally over the years; Christmas, barbeques and occasional house parties. Vicki and I had always been quite comfortable with each other but other than occasional friendly kisses t...
"Wakey wakey sleepy-head." I hear as I wipe the sleep from my eyes. "Did you sleep well honey?" "Yes thanks Sophie. I always sleep well when it's by your side." "Aww. I do too. We should be getting along. It's 8am, and we have a meeting to attend to." Like a puppet on strings, jumping to Sophie's command, I promptly swung my legs out of bed - I know how...
I came over, as I said I would, and rang the doorbell. We had been together for about a month, and still hadn't had sex. Sure, we had felt each other up a bit, but our clothes had always stayed on. I wasn't sure why, but we both felt the need to take it slow with each other. He was no one night stand, and according to him, neither was I. Now there I was, sta...
I just want this semester to be over. It's been one of the most stressful that I can recall since becoming a Graphic Design major. I knew it would be a difficult switch, from English to Graphic Design, but I really wanted to do something I was passionate about. I feel that art is a much more noble profession for someone as creative as I am. At 22, I am looki...
Disclaimer: TRIGGERS - This story contains rough and coerced sex. Please do not read on if this may affect you and please accept my apologies. This story is written as pure fantasy ONLY and I do not condone the behaviour of the antagonists. If you cannot differentiate between fantasy and reality then please do not read on! Otherwise, please enjoy! *********...
At the end of August of last year, I left my family's farm in Iowa for my freshman year at UC Santa Barbara. Santa Barbara had the reputation of being a party school, but I wasn't much in the partying mood. You see, a couple of weeks before I left, I'd caught my girlfriend in her barn, sucking my buddy's cock like she'd been bitten by a brown recluse spider...
The wimp, I, woke on my bed, as the leaves outside my window waved, welcoming the morning breeze. Typical of a summer sun rise, one I had seen so many times. The cool wind, rustling through the semi dry leaves, coaxing my eyes open, as they burnt from the salt of tears, long dried over the night. I turned on my back, too weary to get up and close the window....
This is not just a story from my past, but Yvette's too, so it is retold with permission. -Sacred Beauty ***** At one point I thought I was in love with Yvette. Then I realized that it was a mixture of love for a friend with a bit of sexual attraction thrown in. I met her in ninth grade sewing class. That was my elective only because my parents enrolled...
I've been to your house dozens of times in the past, but tonight is going to be different. I can feel it. As you invite me in, I can tell you're a little nervous and I'm sure you can tell I am too. You're wearing a dark purple summer dress with sandals and I can tell you took more time on your hair than usual. "You're looking gorgeous" I say. You smile...