Whenever I read, I keep a pencil handy and I underline words that I don't know and dog ear the page so that I can go back and look them up in the dictionary. I have always been interested in etymology and even took Latin for three years. I hope that these words can help all of us in our writings. Be sure to check out your dictionary for additional usages of...
Saturday morning, after I was out of the shower, there was a knock at my door. When I opened the door, I saw Julie standing there with a coffee in each hand. Her red hair was up in a ponytail, and she was dressed in skin-tight workout gear. She had on two skimpy pastel strapped tops, apparently bra-less, and yoga pants pulled up tight, showing a hint of a ca...
PASTRY sounds pretty different for an erotic story. But it has got a HUGE HIDDEN MEANING. Read it for a different thrill... SweetNothingsAndBeyond ****** CHAPTER: 1 -- 'Pastry Party' "Pastry Party!" Rambha, my adorable wife of five years and girl friend of four years prior to that, yelled in excitement. Rambha was my 'High School Sweet Heart' -- was my...
AUTHOR's NOTE: this story is an epilogue to Locked Away and Lovin' It. *** Being one of Sophie's sissy boys has changed my life for the better. One year ago my colleague lured me into her web, and now I'm one of her devoted worshippers. Sophie leads two lives. One normal life out in the open, being my colleague at the office. And another life hidden to mos...
Dear readers, you might have read my Happy Home. I narrate you how my happy home is depraved in to a debauchery house. Read and decide what is the reason for our fall, whether the greed or destiny. * It was a hot Sunday. After intense fucking session, both Varun and I laid on the bed. Varun fixed himself on my flat slender tummy and playing with my bosom...
Ugly dust cursed planet! A patronizing Mona Lisa-like bland face obscured her bitter hatred of this place. Kressida glanced out of the tall oval shaped porthole, towards the ochre Mars horizon, with a feeling of complete control and dominance. She flicked her long jet black hair. Reflecting in the glass, it cascaded down sensually in the fractional Martian g...
I am not a particularly nihilistic slut. By this I mean the stupid whorish things I do tend to be meaningful to the dumb hot people I impose upon. Consider yesterday: In the call it early afternoon, this cis gentleman who I coerced with pizza into bringing me home the evening prior woke up from a nap to hear his roommate and her mom arriving home. I had be...
Mowgli and the village girl, who both was 18, and both had a balloon fetish, was walking through the jungle a early spring morning, and they both have taken some different shaped balloons with them, to have fun with, and the girl said 'Easy Mowgli! You are already so eager and horny!'. As the village girl took of her clothes, and said 'Let's begin the fun!'...
This follows on from chapter 4, of course. You will need to have read previous chapters to make any sense of this. Everyone in the story is over 18. * Kirsty and I now had the strange, intoxicating company of Gaby to entertain us, and our attention was briefly diverted from the training of our lovely maid Ana, as we enjoyed the new experience of fondling G...
When she came to our office all the boys were floored. And probably the girls were either jealous or scornful of her. To say that she was sexy would have been an insult to her. She was smoldering, the way she moved, she carried herself and the way she dressed. she was wearing a plain white semi-transparent chiffon top, and a body hugging jeans. The top was a...