"Woman's virtue is man's greatest invention," said the tall and pretty postgraduate student. She spoke with feeling. The scene was the library reading room of a woman's college. Her companion was short and pretty with chubby cheeks that showed depressions threatening to break into dimples at the slightest excuse. Books were open in front of them, but as is u...
"You are invited to a party at Howie and Liza's cottage on Saturday night. We are hosting a small group to shop with Maureen of PleasureU, an intimate erotic specialty company. Light food and wine. 8:30pm sharp. RSVP" Now, this was an interesting email. It had been well over a month since I had seen Howie and Liza. We'd had a very interesting time exploring...
The Jungle Bar in the Menzies Hotel was already nearly full when I arrived just after 7.00 pm. The Jungle Bar was renowned as a bar for sailors on leave as there was always an abundance of beautiful young ladies and the sailors were always cashed up. However, occasionally there were no boats in harbour - this was one of those weekends. There were 10 ladies t...
My wife, Ellen 36 and I 39 had wanted to expand our sexual horizons by opening up our bedroom to include another man on a few occasions. These new horizons began as fantasies, and our interests grew as each fantasy we held onto for so long was realized in one way or another. First watching Ellen with another man. Second having Ellen pick up a stranger and br...
"So you really have a date on Saturday with this internet contact of yours," I asked with a mixture of incredulity, excitement and apprehension? This wasn't exactly unexpected behavior from my wife of 20 years since we had decided to explore some open marriage options. I had taken my shot...or shots with a few contacts, usually finding that the couples wer...
An email mistake leads to a new beginning Author's note: This short story is based on an actual event as told to me by a reader. I'm hoping, based on how this story goes, she will provide more details for a sequel. My name is Sheila and this is my story. I'm still in shock that it happened at all, least of all to me. It brings to mind the old saying that t...
*Author's note - This story can be read by itself, but for maximum enjoyment please read the first two installments. Thanks for reading! * Steve and Cindy had been spending time at each other's apartments over the last two weeks. Their relationship had deepened and grown to the point where they truly felt like a part of each other. Cindy learned that the h...
Author's Note: Greetings fellow lover of erotic fiction. This is my entry in the "One Night In..." event. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. The places in this story are fictitious. Th Royal York and Eaton Chelsea are real hotels and the geography is pretty much real. The Traffic is all too real. T...
This is a story about two adulterous lovers and stands on its own. Their characters, however, appeared in two of my stories, My Niece Anne, My Sister Denise and My Niece Anne, My Sister Denise Ch. 02. It is not necessary to read them, and don't if you have any objection to incest, but they will fill out some of the references made in this story as well as th...
It all felt like a dream. Joan Woodruff wasn't in the best of moods. It was a Friday evening in late September, and as she got off from work she had a sinking feeling it would be like any other Friday evening, spent alone in her house—the house she had grown up in, and which she now occupied all by herself, as her parents were dead. So after the workday wa...