The overall image of my room is erotic. To call it a bedroom would really be an insult. It is a boudoir, decorated in rich cherry furniture. With the focus on a sleigh bed that holds a soft feather mattress, and black semi-transparent mosquito netting cascading down from the high ceiling, which ends draping delicately over the headboard and then down to the...
Jack and Sue were sitting on their couch when there was a knock on the door. It was a package from UPS which surprised Jack as he wasn't expecting anything but Sue was with a grin on her face. "Are you expecting something?" asked Jack. "Something silly," Sue replied. Sue grabbed the package from Jack going to the desk for the razor blade cutter. As she be...
(This is a genre I am exploring, part biography, part fiction, some imagination, full pleasure. All characters in this story are above the age of consent. Dedicated to S., my wife, the love of my life who has been gone for 7 years now, whose image comes to mind, as I put these words down. I write because it gives me pleasure. My initial writings drew great...
She had just turned 18 a few days ago and sitting in a cold classroom was definitely not where she wanted to be right now. Mr. Dunn leaned one skinny ass cheek against his desk and referred to his notes before beginning another section of his lecture. Kat jotted down a few notes to refresh her memory later and spent most of the class period looking out the w...
According to my friends, I am good looking smart and a sexy girl. Usually boys stare at me as if they want me with them wherever I go. I have a figure that measures 36-28-36. My husband is very loving. He works abroad. But that wouldn’t be any problem for me if he could satisfy me. The fact is that he doesn’t have enough strength to hold his cock as long as...
Guys, I've really fucked up again. I've started another thing I can't fucking finish. I finished this a couple weeks ago but I can't write shit. Some more life changing stuff happened to me right after I finished part two so I didn't have the time nor the mood to get on the third part and now I'm in a funk. Anyway, I'm really sorry I can't seem to count past...
Nichole: I had just turned 19 a week ago. Right now I am sitting in a cold classroom at SC State University . Mr. Maze leaned one of his ass cheeks against his desk and referred to his notes before beginning another section of his lecture. I typed down a few notes to refresh my memory later, because I had read the material and I was thinking about my boyfr...
(This is a genre I am exploring, part biography, part fiction, some imagination, full pleasure. All characters in this story are above the age of consent . Dedicated to S., my wife, the love of my life who has been gone for 7 years now, whose image comes to mind, as I put these words down. I write because it gives me pleasure. My initial writings drew grea...
Chapter Two: Pat Gets Her Licks In Curlers laid on the floor, mewing plaintively, feline eyes gazing at Pat begging (if that was possible for a cat) her not to leave him. For a moment Pat stared down at him, before--with an exasperated sigh--she bent down and picked him up. "You know you're not supposed to come with me to the salon," Pat scolded her pet,...
Chapter 0: Departure Kat was looking forward to today. She was finally leaving for her new job in Hawaii; She had packed last night and all that was left was to shower, dress, and leave. As she pulled off her top, she wondered what Hawaii would be like. Similar to the Hollywood image, complete with palm trees and year round warm weather, or more like most o...