John saw Jan for the first time across the street. As soon as he got one look at her face he knew she wanted to fuck him. John was on his way to work, but fucking seemed the more important thing at the time. He immediately crossed the street and walked over to her. Jan
Dirty Housewife 1946
She could never think of herself as easy. She had not been brought up that way. She did not not love her husband. She loved him. Of course she did. But when a man put his arms around her, and his chest was broad, and he was tall, strong, comforting, and comfortable, and his voice
Couple having good sex
Cuckoo…Cuckoo…Cuckoo. I looked up at the cuckoo clock and realized that you would be home in less than an hour. It’s been a rough week since you left. When you left, it felt like someone stole an important part of me, and I knew I wouldn’t be whole again until you returned. I really missed
Bookgirl Downunder
The motor of the beast roared to life. A crunch and clunk of gears being selected and we suddenly lurched away from the curb, narrowly avoiding a collision as the large black vehicle dragging its carriage behind slipped into the procession of taxis and courtesy coaches filing past the front of the terminal building. We
Put some on my breast
Tomatoes. The smell of the plants enveloped her, stung her nose and made her want to sneeze. Her back ached from leaning over the vines, and her arms were stained with the chartruese of the leaves. She had rubbed a handful of them over her skin in a futile effort to deter the mosquitoes. Still
This is my first erotic fiction story
My apartment manager Alecia was crying again. Usually she waits until she gets into her apartment before she starts up, but this time I saw her wiping a tear from her face as she walked across our shared porch on the second floor. I wouldn’t have noticed if I hadn’t been in my living room
The Wedding Boy
I was feeling too old to be a bridesmaid; it’s a job for young virgins really, not for a horny 23 yr. old. I was stuck with 2 other girls – both just kids and not the company I wanted. Our dresses were pink and uncomfortable. At some point I’d insisted on having mine as
Two orgasms last night
A noise brought him half out of his sleep. She was moving around. Barely awake his thoughts drifted back to last night. She had been so shy when she arrived at the party, but as the evening progressed she relaxed. He’d been a little worried if she could take all that tequila. She could. It
A new girl in the office
Helene turns from the window and looks at me lying on the bed. Her naked body silhouetted against the light. Last time I saw her her blonde hair dropped in a long fashionably tangled V down her back. Now it is cut into a rough bob. It suits her. She walks over to the bed
First fuckdate
“Do you know what?” she asks him, in bed. “I know someone who likes you. Yeah, they do! Do you want me to tell you who it is…? You do? I think you should have to guess… I’ll give you a clue… it’s a part of my body. Can you guess?” His hands are running
Erotic stories – Snowbound
The snow started late the afternoon of New Year’s Eve. Snow was rare in Seattle, and Sarah would turn sometimes from her work at the desk to look across the room out the window, watching the big white flakes come down. It was something new, rare and beautiful. Finally, she stopped pretending to do something
Hot Secretary seduced me hard
My secretary, Lynda Billings, is very efficient. She manages to keep on top of all my appointments and sees to it that my calendar doesn’t get too hectic — which, when you’re in middle management in the computer industry, is no small task. I suppose most would call her attractive — she’s 5’10, brunette hair
Erotic story – Caryn’s eighteenth birthday
It was Caryn’s eighteenth birthday and Mike had a special celebration in mind. He had an engagement ring in a little black box that he planned to give her over dinner at Maxwell’s, known for the romantic atmosphere as well as the fine food. When he had called to make the reservation, the maitre d’
My wife said : Fuck me and cum in me!
“It’s your wife,” my secretary said. “Thanks,” I’ll take it in my office. I sat down at my desk and picked up the phone. “Hello, Beautiful.” I said with a smile. “Hello!” came my wife’s sweet voice. “Guess what! Today’s the day!” “Really?” I said with some excitement. “So your sure now?” “You bet!” she
Asian Ballet Dancer’s First Time
Even though my father is American and my mother Japanese, I was brought up in France. It was in France that I started dancing and in France where I had my first sexual experience. It was in the town of St. Germain-en-Laye. I had been dancing and seemed to spend most of my life in