PREVIOUSLY: Jessica was fingered at the restaurant by her boyfriend while fantasizing about Mason, her best friend Anneka's boyfriend. After her orgasm, her oblivious friends think she's sick and Mason offers to drive her home. Outside the restaurant, Mason reveals that she accidentally kicked her panties into his lap while she was getting fingered. Oops!-...
Fourth Letter Hi honey; Feb 9, 01 Believe it or not Bill, I just stayed home here Tuesday night. I have been going none stop every night since you have been gone. I been Partying (Well being honest, I should say having sex) all night, and then sleep till 3, sometimes 4 in the afternoon. That flight to England really screwed up my inner clock. Sally came ov...
Hey All. Let me start by saying I don't own Buffy, Spike, etc. etc. etc... FOX does! Also, while I like to write, this is my first Erotic tale, so I'm sure it sucks! Heck, I don't have that much real life sexual experience either! So bear with me, please. And Please please please let me know what you think! You can e-mail me at the address in my profile. Tha...
I was very close friends to a man, I'll call him Jeff, for about three months. By close I mean we were in contact pretty much every day and often the contact involved long phone calls. It was a strong connection for both of us, or so it seemed to us at the time. During that time, for the first time in my life, I experienced telepathy. I would get very specif...
This is the story where my wife Leah and I agreed to wife swap with an African-American couple, Clarence and Octavia. Now Octavia had two boys and was reluctant to participate in an orgy in the same place as her boys. Her mother who babysat while Octavia was at work was only willing to babysit once a month for social occasions. Thus we decided to indulge in...
This is part 2 of the "Erotica Made to Order" series. The muse in question requested that her name not be mentioned here. Erotica Made to Order 02: An Arrangement of Sorts John's voice on the phone was cool and distant. "I'm sorry to hear that," he intoned. This was his go-to response whenever Carol brought him bad news. No matter the severity or circums...
"When the lights, go down, in the city..."! One of Liz's favorite tunes screamed out of the 48 year old speakers on Liz's 1964 white Mustang convertible as she and Claire sailed down the old country road. Claire raised her head, watching the large trees whipping by as she flailed her arms in jubilation and joined Liz in a sing-a-long. "You know who I feel l...
I saw him across the room being greeted by the host. I felt the blood drain from my face. I thought for a moment I was going to faint. I was attending the exhibition of a third rate painter's work, for which, as a freelance journalist, I was to write a review for a minor local paper. I had got sick of the sugary pink and white creations, and was standing ar...
I can't tell anyone. I want to tell everyone. I have a boyfriend! He isn't really a boyfriend. That's why I can't tell anyone. He is older. People would kill me. I think it would be even worse for him. I don't think he would go to jail or anything, I mean, I'm 18 and all. I graduated. I have a job. But still. I want to tell Tanya. Tanya is my best friend....
It had been a long day. He was anxious to get home. Kick off the shoes, sip a cold beer, and listen to the kids make demands for his time. He just wanted to forget the argument with his boss earlier that morning over the missed deadline, and the growing pile of unanswered requests that were accumulating in his inbox. But hey, it was Friday. He had the whole...