When Dr. Kelly Wyndam later thought back on what happened, she decided that everything started when Clarissa Bonner wore that t-shirt to class. The red one that barely covered her tits and had the words “Deep Throat Life” written in white block letters on the front. Kelly tried to quietly talk to the girl before class started. Really, she did. But the girl r...
(A vacation that changed our lives forever) CAUTION: If you are not in cuckold stories with a cream pie ending you might want to skip this story. ***** My wife wanted to go to an all-inclusive resort for her 30th birthday, so I booked it. We were hopelessly in love and got married after graduating from high school. She was a virgin cheer leader on our wed...
For some time now, I have had it in mind to put together a sort of smorgasbord of my work to titillate readers into delving into the actual stories at their leisure. To my knowledge this has not been done by any other writers of erotica thus far. Each Chapter is self-sustaining allowing one to start and/or stop wherever one chooses. I wish happy reading to o...
Author's note: This story happens years after the events of the story "Son of a legend". If you are not familiar with the previous stories about Sin City, the Harem Mansion and the Harem Hotel, check these stories: A (porn) star is born Chosen A new world Son of a legend Also, check out the Bio chapter below to learn more about the main characters....
For a long time now I have been reading stories on this site but haven't contributed any of my own. I'd like to think their are still many of us who prefer the thrill of what our own imaginations can conjure up by just reading well crafted words . . . than the forced dull thrill of blatant stereotypical sexual images of a standard XXX photo or video. Years...
I Am Number Eight God knows why I started reading porn. Well I mean his particular porn. But I did, and I kept reading it. I read everything he had written then tried other authors but they didn't touch me the way he did. I reread everything I could find by him and felt an exhilaration I'd never known before. Could a writer really do this to me? The answer...
Back in the day whenever I was in college my roommate and I were invited to join a popular sorority. Julie and I were both excited to be invited because of all the sororities at the school, this one was the most popular. "Since you're pledges, you need to do what we tell you and when we tell you," chapter president Amy told us. "If you show that you're Phi...
This story is submitted as part of the "One Night in XXX" story event—a collection of stories that all take place in a single night in a specific place. "You're going to kill us both, Zhang," I told the cabbie in his native Mandarin as he whipped across two lanes to pass a Maserati on Al Asayel Street. "You don't want to die all alone, do you?" Zhang asked...
My college roommate, Mary, and I boarded the flight to San Diego on our way to the Super Bowl. Mary had just lost her virginity with my help. As a result of the circumstances surrounding that event we had received two free tickets to the big game. Not only that, but after our double-team on the professor, Stephen Chandler, Ph.D., who donated the tickets,...
*** Stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! *** I drove into the store car park. Stopped in my usual place, the one which said 'MAN' in bold letters on the tarmac, short for manager of course. Just for a moment I shivered despite the warm spring weather, this w...