The sound of the bus accelerating toward her from the stoplight a block and a half away caught her attention. Looking up, Lynn realized it was her bus. Reluctantly she picked up her purse from the bench and slipped her phone into its pouch as she prepared for boarding the now slowing behemoth. She grabbed the hand rail as she stepped aboard the bus, her eye...
There is no sex in this story. Sorry. Thanks to the hip and knee doctor for editing assistance. * I always heard the expression, 'nobody is perfect.' If that is true, then I am normal. What I mean is that I am not perfect. My biggest fault, which I have under control, is the most serious one. I love to start fires. When I was younger, it was a real proble...
(Years ago when I first started to read erotica, the books I could find were the Victorian era stories done by Anonymous writers. I still love to read those stories; they have a timeless quality about them. This is in a way my tribute to those works of writers long gone but not forgotten. Even though we may not know their names.) * In the summer of my eig...
My thanks to Jessica M. for her editing of my story and for her suggestions. * * * * * I have recently met Mandy again! Although we have met once or twice in professional circles, I had never had the opportunity of either repeating or continuing the adventure we had together when I took her to a sex-cinema. (See previous story – "With Mandy at the Cinema"...
Something woke me out of a deep sleep. I had been dreaming about darkened rooms made of warm writhing flesh. The damp air had held a musky scent that I thought I should have recognized but couldn't quite recall, as if it had been some genetic memory that couldn't be translated into normal thoughts. The floor had been sticky and the air was filled with moans...
My wife Patty and I are addicted to texting each other. Although both of us have access to e-mail -- me at work and Patty at home -- it's a lot more efficient to force ourselves to keep our messages to 160 characters. And, while I have to be careful about sending and receiving suggestive e-mails from my office computer, we don't have that problem texting bac...
Note: Sally's husband had been trying to get her to have a threesome for years but she had never really met anyone that interested her. That was until a young virgin started working for her. All rights reserved. * Sally Barker watched Trisha, the young girl she had hired, come in each day going through the same routine. She hung up her coat, put her purse...
Chapter 6 Another Bump in the Road Joanna and I started dating the following weekend. I phoned her on Wednesday and suggested we take the boys to the zoo on Saturday, then a stop at a kid-friendly restaurant. She was quick to agree. In the back of my mind, I was trying to guess when I'd have my first chance to get Jo into my bed. First things first. I wante...
Tracey had been caught after hours at work looking at spanking sites whilst masturbating at her desk, by Dan, her manager. She has been forced into accepting to be his plaything for a period to avoid humiliating departure from the HR firm she works for. The following morning Dan was in early, and as the staff arrived there was the usual banter about the day...
He wanted to take me home and I didn't even know his last name; and for some reason completely uncharacteristic of me I found myself not really caring. I'd never gone home from the bar with a guy and never had sex with a stranger, but the idea of it was coursing hotly through my body. It was more exciting than I would have thought possible. We had to walk...