She was so looking forward in seeing him again. The aroma of her perfume swept through the room. Her pussy felt warm and ached for his attention. With butterflies in her stomach, she slips on a dress. Nothing underneath. She noticed how sensuous her skin felt against the material. The cool air sent goosebumps over her body. She was running on time.. she did...
This is a true story, although the names and some of the details have been changed. Jennifer, I can only say sorry it took me so long to get round to writing it down! ********* Walking over the worn carpet of the steps down into the warm fug of popcorn and leather seats, I already had goosebumps and shivers cascading over my skin and a hungry, flutteri...
Many thanks to Cinnamon69 for her quick, useful and kind and corrections and comments. +++++++++++++++++++++++++ I've always loved Paris art cinemas. These old, worn-out theatres, showing forgotten films in bad state, smelling of rotten fabric and dust, nowhere in the world is quite like them. There is something special about Parisian art-house cinemas; t...
Our Visit to Cinema Two Adult Theater It was Thursday night, Couples Night. We were both filled with nervous excitement. Several weeks ago, while taking a detour around road construction, Gillian and I ran across the Cinema 2 Adult Theater. A wooden fence that provided some anonymity for the theater's patrons when going from the parking lot to the theater...
Give me some credit for trying… I was eighteen, and back in my home town, and bored. I’d moved to London as soon as I was legally able, and going home to visit my parents was an unpleasant reminder of why I’d left. Not my parents, but the joyless miseries of a small town an hour’s bus ride from Cardiff. By the Sunday night of that bank holiday weekend I was...
Nervously I glance at my watch. It's just gone 8 o'clock and I'm outside Michelle's house in my car, waiting for her to come out. Maybe she forgot? Did she dump Josh? Did she really mean what she'd said earlier? Did... Did... Oh... Wow. Stepping out the front door is Michelle, dressed in a, well, electric blue I guess is the colour, outfit, matching skirt an...
As we took our seats in the darkening cinema, I couldn’t help but wonder about his choice of film. Romance would not have been the genre I would have immediately associated with Richard, but as this was only the third time I had met him, I didn’t see I was in a place to argue. My friends, who had decided that if I didn’t meet a man soon, my virginity would...
The shirt cost me three grand. I've forgotten the name of the boutique where I purchased it. The name was European, I think. Either Spanish or Portuguese. Although I'm sure it would have little or nothing to do with clothes or fashion in a general sense because the owner didn't look like he'd traveled past Togo in his search for wares. His English wasn't eve...
Stories have happy endings. They also have snappy opening lines, the introduction of some characters, a crisis and it resolution and then the happy ending. If that sounds like a recipe for a soap opera, then that is because it is one. I also imagine that this is the kind of thing that gets taught in creative writing classes, which is why I have always avoide...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fantasy, fiction, parody and satire. As such, no offence is meant to anyone who is mentioned within it as they would never act this way in real life. This is just a fictional erotic fantasy story to be read by those over 18 years of age. All characters mentioned within this text are 18 years of age or older and are theref...