This is just a flash story. My second attempt at erotica. I did not use an editor. I hope that any errors that remain do not distract from the story. Any comments or constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. If you choose to just make mean comments, you are free to try your own hand at this. I hope you enjoy. Don't forget to vote at the end. **********...
You have me tied down to the bed, my limbs stretched and tightly secured with the silk scarves to each of the bedposts. A fifth scarf is wrapped around my head, covering my eyes, completely blocking out all light. The faint scent of jasmine incense is in the air, combined with the smell of hot melting wax. I strain to hear you, knowing that you are somewhe...
My name is Lee and I am going to be honest with you. I am a big girl. In fact, most would probably use worse words to describe me. The thing is that I am comfortable with who and what I am. I have been dating this guy for a while. His name is Michael. He is a good guy but he just seems reluctant to make the first move. I mean, come on! We have been dating se...
The first thing that you notice when you awaken is the smell of burning candles. What the fuck? Candles? The second thing you notice is that you are lying on a bed. How you came to be on a bed or how you got there escapes your memory. One thing you are certain of is that it's not in the safe haven of your own room. Trying to sit up, you find that you can't....
(I apologize for the grammatical errors on the previous tale. I have submitted this in penance.) I watch as you dine with your friends. You glance at me once; perhaps you recognize me, perhaps not. My eyes roam over you, lovely in your soft white blouse, your blue skirt ending off at your thighs. You finish your dessert and call for the check. You bid your...
Most men and more then a few women want to have their own personal slut but don't know how to go about finding the right type of person to make into their idea of a slut and if they should find someone they aren't sure about to go about turning them into a slut. This article is intended to help. Now sluts can be male or female, but this article is going to f...
Authors note: I wrote this story for an online lover of mine. Hope you enjoy. *** Game day arrives and you are excited beyond words. You have your Sooners gear on and are ready to watch your team beat up on those God Forsaken Aggies. As you wait in line to enter Gaylord Family-Oklahoma Memorial Stadium, you notice a rather large breasted, very sexy female...
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I'm lying in my bed, wearing my nightie: short meshy tank top and meshy thong, on my tummy, and pretty much ready for bed with the exception of a small lamp next to my bed while I read. I hear the door creak open without a knock and quickly turn to protest and make a big deal about my privacy when I find you standing there smiling at you. My first reaction f...
Quite often, we play our game. You chase me around the house, and try to catch me, so you can hold me down and fuck me. One day you ask if someone else can play too. I look at you for a moment, surprised, then I shrug. "Okay," I say. Someone else to help you catch me, maybe. Someone else to join in when you do. I'm into it, either way. I've always wanted...