It all started when I was nineteen and got a new job and went to work for this company, but that was five years ago, and I’ve changed quite a bit since then. Pee J was my boss and I ended up working for him for several years. In the end I felt that I
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In my old neighborhood
A few days after the wedding, Ryosuke finally came down to visit my house. My mom tried to make out like it some big thing, but actually, I just wanted to spend some time alone with Ryosuke. My mom helped me clean up, and I told her not to bother us, but I swear she’s
A Late Afternoon
“Ok guys, time for work group!” Ms Tara’s voice was as welcome as the afternoon bell, announcing school was over. “Geez, Tara,” groused Ms Regina. “I was almost afraid you’d forgot!” The young lady stood up from her desk and stretched. Then she reached a hand down and helped Robin to his feet. The teen
Two women enjoy a romantic night out on the town and some very loving light bondage
I like to think of myself as urbane, and I like to think of Chicago as the ultimate urbane city. It really is just the way it looks in movies. Slick. Clean. Great architecture. Lots of live music if you know where to look. But I also like to daydream too much. I was at
The Consolation Prize – Anal
Leticia Humphrey wasn’t the world’s richest woman. She wasn’t even close. All the same, two and a half billion was nothing to sneeze at. Ruthlessness — that was what had brought her this far — utter and completely cold-blooded ruthlessness. (Her birth name had, in fact, been Ruth, but she had purged herself of *that*
My First Time fisting
I have to admit, I had never intended on any of this happening to me. I am a girl that was a heterosexual. I never imagined turning bi. It all started when, one day, I was at school and went to the bathroom to chill out. I was the only girl in there except for
Carla discovered the folder of sadistic pictures on her latest boyfriend’s computer
Carla turned the cold water up a little as she finished rinsing off in th e shower. Her body tingled with excitement as her mind wandered over the sexual possibilities that this night would bring. It had been so long since she had submitted to a Dominant and gave herself so freely. (See “Scorcher,” 2001)
Erotic oral sex between husband and wife
The moon’s pouring in, a flood of it. Dribbles from the bright patch on the floor follow the drape of the covers up to the bed. It makes the bed rail a rich mahogany. Pillows and sheets gleam. Individual dust motes drift around. It’s bright enough to read by. It’s bright enough to wake him.
You’re not gonna make me your Bitch now, are you?
It suddenly occurred to me that I told her too much. With her new knowledge she had power over me. How did she mean to use it? I wondered. “You’re not gonna make me your Bitch now, are you?” I blurted. I still wanted to eat her front and back but I was scared I
Red Wine Vignette : The Muse
She was there in the morning when I woke up. That had used to be normal, but she hadn’t made Herself known in a number of months. Ever since I’d refused what She had offered. “What are you doing here?” I asked. She perched comfortably atop my makeup table, Her golden curls pinned up atop
Erotic memories part 1.
As I rolled to the side, shifting the covers, she pressed up against my back. “Danny, me boy, we’ve come a long way.” Memory plays games when the nights are cold. Memory talks and I sleep, and we all grow old. The air conditioner kicked on in the hotel room, and my upstairs neighbor stumbled
Bonsai Laurel – oral and bondage
Like some strange tree, I rise from the ground. I am neither ash nor oak, but I am slender limbed, my branches reaching for the ceiling, my trunk a gentle curve rooted by face and breasts to the polished floor beneath me. And all the while my lover circles me. I can hear his footsteps
Scent of a booty Woman
Below is a retelling a very sexy encounter I had recently. M and I were at the beach this weekend. We had just gotten back from a long bike ride and were rushing to get ready to meet some friends for dinner. My lust factor was in overdrive because the last few miles of our
Candy and Mandy – lesbian erotic story
“When did you ever see it?” His wife asked. “Not counting pornos. I mean in real life? Being right there?” “Well, I used to drive for those girls that worked bachelor parties for one. It was practically a given at any decent party. A girlon girl action is expected.” He said. “Decent?” “You know what
A couple finds all the action at the adult theatre is not on the screen
You met me in one of the private booths in back. The screen came on and rolled the movie I had selected. It was a story about a massage parlor, and when the housewife went in and was surprised to get a woman to serve her, I wrapped my arms around you and cupped your