Lisa woke to bright sunshine in the softest bed ever! Momentarily confused, the previous evening came back to her in a rush of images. The last thing she remembered was curling up with the pillow after some of the best, kinkiest and hottest sex of her life! Jeff must have carried her here. She realized that she must be in their room. The Victorian decor was...
I’ve written this story in my journal many times. Each time I tell this tale to myself, I remember another half forgotten detail about the wonderful woman who taught me how to make wild, passionate love. I know I will never tire of repeating this story. Arlene Calvin was the love of my life. Yes, that’s right, Arlene Calvin; the famous actress you see on la...
Peter groaned and rolled his hips towards her. He could see nothing between his thighs, although dawn had broken and pale light shone through the tall curtain-less windows of his old Victorian bedroom. Peter's erection was swollen and painful. His release was coming, he could feel it. It was inevitable, a driving force of arousal. "God", he growled deep in...
The Black Pearl: Memoirs of a Victorian Sex-Magician Book review by Quine Originally written (one supposes) in the 1890's, by an unknown author who lists himself only as "anonymous". My copy, a paperback published by Hodder and Stoughton, London is without question the greatest pornographic novel I have ever read! This is "in my own experience" of course,...
Victorian erotica has always appealed to me, a world far removed. Communication then (letters, writing and reading) seemed primitive, old-fashioned, with clothing, cultural attitudes, morals all somehow ancient. Yet the personalities were familiar, three-dimensional, and in this case, even family related. I was sitting in an aged winged chair in the study o...
Note: All action in the story takes place among characters all over the age of 18. ***** "Good seeing you again, Ms. Brown. Have a great night." I ran her order of some inspirational books and some trinkets through the barcoder. "Oh, now, call me Lori, please," she said, grinning at us as she headed her wheelchair out to the parking lot. "Uh, oh, Ok Lor...
The cuckoo bird lays her egg in the nest of another bird, who instinctively incubates the egg and raises the hatchling as her own. The French, with their inventive pornographic imagination, used the name of this bird to describe a husband who nurtures, as his own, the offspring resulting from a deposit in his nest by another man. Or a husband with that poten...
Kevin left Jade to enjoy his Tyler's pleasure and had moved to Ty's side on the couch. "Happy House Warming, Baby. Welcome Home," said Kevin's voice. It was smooth, rich, and low. Jade felt Tyler burst into her mouth at that very moment. Kevin had been right, the cum was sweet and she licked her lips, pleased and amused at finding herself sitting at the f...
Desperation leads to disaster. It forces you to leave the safe cocoon you have built over the years and venture out into the wild. Desperation would even make you forget—if only for a short moment—that you shouldn't expose your ugliness to the world. Desperation might also make you forget the ugliness of the world itself. Millie Foster took one look at the...
Installment 1 - Welcome to my Domain There are those who would say that leading a double life is a stressful thing, a choice made in desperation, something done out of shame or fear. They say that in leading a double life, one cannot find fulfillment in either of their personas. I do not agree. For me, leading a double life allows me to experience the best...