Author’s note: Fiction – Noun – 1. The class of literature the class of literature comprising works of imaginative narration, especially in prose form. 2. works of this class, as novels or short stories: detective fiction. 3. something feigned, invented, or imagined; a made-up story: We've all heard the fiction of her being in delicate health. 4. the act of feigning, inventing, or imagining. 5. an imaginary thing or event, postulated for the purposes of argument or explanation. 6. Law. an allegation that a fact exists that is known not to exist, made by authority of law to bring a case within the operation of a rule of law. All of my works are works of fiction. Meaning they are made up. The characters, though sometimes loosely based on a real person, are fictional. Why did I find the need to change my introductory note? Because people seem to not know what fiction is. Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. It in no way reflects actual events that I have seen or been in anyway a part of. The people within, though may have been based on actual persons, are in no way real. The story is made up, it’s fake, and any confusion with real life events means you should go get your head examined. Warning: This chapter may include topics that people are uneasy with such as but not limited to: Beastiality, Incest, Rape, Forced Sex, Sex with a virgin, Sex with a person in a status where they do not have normal cognitive abilities, or sex with objects. If you do not like to …
You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 9
Thanks to all those readers who have asked for more chapters in this series. I never thought of writing a series but because you have continuously asked for more from this story, I have done my best to comply. We all live multi-faceted lives (I don't have time to write but once or twice every other week) but I will try to write new chapters and follow-ups to my other stories too. Thanks again to all those readers who have emailed with kudos, I live and write for them. For those who write saying they don't like something, thanks too but only when it is constructive criticism. I'm learning to be a better writer. That being said, lets move on to Jenny and her pretty mouth. * Funny but I don't know etiquette for boning your step mom. She seemed pissed when I didn't kiss her afterward. Apparently because I wasn't going to cuddle with her either she retreated to her room in a huff. I did likewise without the huff and went downstairs to relax and check my emails. I had to laugh as I watched her saunter off bare assed and furious. She has a lovely ass especially when it is stuck up in the air. Once downstairs, I heard the phone ring and overheard my step mom telling my dad she'd love to go with him to some formal dinner. She told him, she'd write a note for Jenny and I telling us we were on our own for dinner tonight. I figured dad had some new clients he wanted to impress so he wanted Maureen on his arm. The thought of Jenny and I alone was a turn-on even in my satisfied sexual …
The Repression of Truth in Erotica
There is a creeping attempt to sanctify the truth in sexual literature in the name of social good. I see it here and in other adult literature boards. It is not the fault of the editors as they try to balance freedom of expression with staying off the censors hate system. Please do not confuse this discussion with the matter of child porn in videos or on line. Here I am talking about the loss of being able to accurately portray stories in words based on real life incidents or fantasies. This is not a promotion of child exploitation. Society would have you think that young people wait until they are of legal age before they pull down their pants and explore the fun parts of their bodies. In truth, the University of Michigan Health System found that children discover their genital parts by age 6 months for boys and 11 months for girls. In fact most children play with their genitals fairly regularly by age 5-6, both boys and girls. (University of Michigan Health Service, web address umich.ed/yourchild/topics/masturbation). Ultra sound evidence indicates boys at least may actually play with themselves in the womb. Playing Doctor and other childhood games are a normal part of development. They do not represent a perversion on the youngster’s part, just human sexual development. By the time society deems it proper for us to discuss consensual sex with minors (age 16 in most areas), 40% of kids have already had sex. I myself was X years old when the neighborhood slut, who was X+ …
Sex Clinic #1 – Prelude
I summarize this sexy series: sex with two good girlfriends leads later to intimate impreganations I summarize the sexy content of this issue: I make love to two tasty lovely ladies soon slaves of love I summarize the set-up of this serious series of sexy stories of to two women wanton for sex and love I will tell in my prelude how two girlfriends, each others best, become hot for my daily doses of love I wlll tell You first about a hot holiday together which turns our apartment into our first Sex Clinic I summarize the second longest part of this series when the cool hot hospital turns into a Sex Clinic I summarize the main line: one of the two heads that hospital, wants to get pregnant as her secretary I will first tell You all about our hot holiday for three one sexy Summer on a Greek island of love I will first tell You all about how the hospital turns secretly into a private impregnation stationI am on a hot holiday with two great girlfriends, one wants simply sex the other to get preggy! I am on a hot holiday for a foxy fortnight at a Greek island with two terrific tasty great girlfriends I am taking turns to dance with them both at Lesbos during our first night out, use it to talk them up I get them both soon in the mood to tell me their secret sexy wishes whispered during slow foxtrots I get them both soon in the mood for closer encounters without wearing their seductive sexy outfits I notice that the head of the hot hospital has less a head for strong booze than …
The Video Store – Part 2 of My Sex Slave Neighbor
Buck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories…. Part 2 – The Video Store Recap of Part 1 (Found my Married next door neighbor masturbating to a movie I left in her house. Then she spent the whole day sucking my cock around her house. Then I left her instructions to wash my clothes, not kiss her husband when he got home from work.) Part 2~~~ I watched Brenda naked body jiggle as she walked out of my view. A few minutes later, I saw her husband Frank walk by his kitchen window. He reached into the fridge to get something to eat. I walked upstairs to my room. I still had a big smile on my face as I reached into my closet to get my silk bath robe. It was red, with black trim. It reminded me of an old time Playboy robe. I looked in the mirror to see myself. My cock was already semi hard thinking about what just happened. I almost could not wait for Brenda to bring over my laundry. I wonder how long it would take for her to come over. About an Hour later. I heard a small knock at the back door. I got off my black leather chair in the living room. I was not sure if she would knock on my front door or the door to my back yard. I walked into the kitchen. I pulled the d****s back. I looked through the glass in the back door. I smiled. Brenda was standing inches from the door. She had her left foot on the 3rd wooden step. She was wearing exactly what I left on her bed. She had the small blue shirt on. It was stretched over her large breast. The "V" in the middle showed off her deep …
Sex Studio Secrets #15: Valentine-1
Valentine finds a lesbian Paradise for her 23rd birthday at Valentine's Day in my sex studio A friend of me celebrates her birthday at Valentine's Day, soon she shall be twenty-three Lesbian longing for big BOOBs and secretly submissive, I decide to fulfil her dirty dream Exactly at that time my friend Camila from Chile will visit Amsterdam with her mom and s*s Sexy surprise in my sex studio above my exclusive erotic shop for only lovely looking ladies Super BOOBs at all three very firm all natural! Six big breasts to suck such a sexy Paradise All three only know her from some photos I provided, from reading my many sexy short storiesNice shy slim blonde beauty sweet submissive slave, tasty tiny tits, teen-like trained body Decide together how you will take her together or in turns, I will retreat to operate cameras Right at that moment she rings twice at my door as I instructed her, two Lauras and Camila openAre you our Valentine's Day sexy surprise present from Professor Peter? We warmly welcome you! Laura Seniora takes her coat, asks in Spanish Laura Juniora to take care of it, walks her upstairs Experienced seductress she is, so she takes the lead in conquering our guest to their three's tasteSlowly walk up the stairs please dear, let me have a good look at your movements my maiden slave Behind my big bottom my dods will try to get a glimpse of you taking those steep steps to the studio I feel very excited with six sexy eyes fixed at my looks from below at the centre of …
A Hot Teen Prescription 2 – Cocktail
Let's just say Adrianna was very often running through my head ever since her first session. I had exhibited better self control and had been able to do more detailed sessions with her. I convinced her mother to let me do hour and a half sessions with Adrianna, that she needed extra "help." It gave me longer to stare at her, longer to try to get details of her escapades. Plus it left me a free half hour until my next patient. Every session lead to a masturbation session in my private washroom, and God knows it didn't take but two or three minutes. It was those fucking legs and that angelic face. I just couldn't help myself. I had tried over the last month, with our twice a week visits to get more details about the teacher or the encounter with her father's friend Ian, but she never got specific about him. She was willing to talk about the two guys from school she had been with but her stories were so un-detailed. She shied away from specifics in every way to the point I got very frustrated. It was selfish but I was tired about fantasizing about her and her teacher from the first visit we had, she had never been as detailed as that again, and I needed more masturbatory material. I also thought more details from those experiences, might get me some inspiration to get what they got, and what I so desperately wanted, to cum deep inside her teenage twat. After a month of no success I did have an idea. I brought her mother in and told her I wanted to try hypnosis and got her …
The Stories of Laura, Part 5, Finally scratching an itch
It had been a few weeks since Ken and I last played and between his time away at home or traveling to clients outside my area. He'd continued to write stories regularly which continued to intrigue and arouse me. I was trying to hold out from playing with my new found desires with others and hoping that soon he would return to my hometown. The stories now had two main themes, one was making love or fucking me in various places, with various methods and under various conditions. The other was most slanted to my discovery of how much I wanted to be submissive and how I can and would submit to sensual encounters. Here is where I was really starting to get myself heated up. However, that tale will be told another day. Today, I was awaiting the arrival of my erotic story writer. Well, he's been a bit more than that, if you have read the previous 4 parts to this thread. But, even though I've read some wonderful stories and had some erotic experiences with him and my own hands, we still hadn't had conventional sex. I wanted to be under this man who so captivated my senses, to feel his hot, pulsing cock stretching my pussy lips and finally feel him cum inside me. It was one way to thank him and another way for me to release myself further into the eroticism that so captivated me these days. Then I received the fateful e-mail that would finally start the culmination of events leading to my desire. He would be in town in two weeks. Two fucking long weeks! And he asked that if I could …
You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 5
The rest of Tuesday was uneventful, as Jenny didn’t make it home before my dad and step mom. Apparently her high school is going to have a big game this weekend and she had to stay late so her squad would be adequately prepared. I did some odd jobs around the house to occupy my time and chatted with an old buddy on the phone. When my dad and step mom got home I went to my room so I could check my e-mail. I was busy doing it when I thought about the Glory Holes at the adult bookstore out by the airport. I couldn’t wait for the weekend and to take Jenny there. I brought up the site for Glory Holes and tried to remember if I had my old buddy’s phone number still. I knew what store it was but I wanted to know if the holes were still there and if that kind of thing still took place. Old Charlie Pratt was a weird guy in high school, who everyone knew but sort of kept at arms length. You always saw him at parties and high school functions but he sort of floated between groups of people not really hanging out with anyone in particular. I’m sure it was because he was into things most other guys weren’t exactly comfortable with. Charlie was always talking about sex but weird shit. He was into S&M and bondage and was always talking about some bizarre sexual fetish or sexual story he read about. Most guys in high school think about sex 24/7 but not as deeply, twisted, or perverted as Charlie. Take the Glory Holes thing, he thought it was the neatest thing going and would tell everyone …
Latex Catsuit Sex
Latex Catsuit Sex I am not very good at writing stories, but I would like to share some of my kinky passions with you all. I love to dress in kinky, provocative and feminine outfits; some for public wear and some only acceptable in the bedroom. I love heels or boots, pantyhose and stretch vinyl but, my favorite is latex. I have had a latex fetish my whole life! Even at the age when I was too young to have a sexual interest in another person, or even knew about sex, rubber gloves would make me hard just from thinking about them. My Mom had a pair of latex household gloves that were transparent, smooth and shiny inside and out and very supple and stretchy. I would sneak them into the bathroom and sometimes wear them to bed at night. My little dick would get hard and I would play with it. I didn't know what it was all about, just that it felt soooo good! I had my first orgasm at the age of about five wearing those gloves. I had no idea what had just happened and it was so powerful that it really gave me a scare. I vowed that I would never do anything like that again! I was probably at it again the next day! lol My all time favorite single item of clothing is a footed, gloved and hooded latex catsuit. I have many, with and without the attached hood, in different thicknesses and colors but, my favorite are thin and transparent or transparent colors. The thin latex can fit so tight and wrinkle free and yet not be tight feeling or binding. Also, they are just soooo stretchy and …
Super Sex with SM #2: Great Girl
MY TRUE SEX STORIES OF STUDENT LONG LASTING LOVE, LATE SEVENTIES First super sex I have as a student going steady with freshman slender sensual sexy Stella Maris. It takes me a few weeks before she lets me finally fondle and finger her slit secretly during a s1eep-over with many more students and freshmen. I don't break her hymen yet, but I do break the ice. Second instalment is fast forward a few months: we are a couple and often Stella Maris stays at me. Same style of super sex to start the day well, often followed by much more orgasms for the two of us. Third erotic episode I will tell in detail how she ceremoniously lost her maidenhood at me, finally. Stella Maris and I discover soon how to prepare properly for some super sex early in the morning. As most men I wake up with a full bladder hard-on and long to make love immediately with my love. Stella Maris needs to get in the mood and I find out how to get where and what I'd want with her. An old trick, traditionally practised by women to seduce a man: like of love goes by the stomach! Stella Maris is very fond of the way I make my slowly fried eggs, with all the necessary additives. First some bacon and slices of tomato, take time to get rid of the skins, add a few eggs and cheese. Close the lid over the pan, let it smother for a minute of two, mould fresh black pepper over it. Serve at some slices of bread, with a big mug of tea and get back to her in bed to have breakfast. Belly full, Stella Maris hugs me. I caress …
ProfNigma Stories #4: Falling Pieces #3
Victorious: Falling Pieces #3 "Oh fuck, that's nice!" Trina Vega was propped up on the bar inside the handicapped restroom, where her 'secret' boyfriend, Robbie, had his head firmly placed underneath her dress. His oral skills had certainly come a long way since they first started doing this, and after just a few minutes Trina could feel an orgasm building. She always tried to hold in all compliments, because she felt he'd work harder if he thought she wasn't pleased enough, but sometimes things would slip out. Robbie really wasn't crazy about doing this inside a school bathroom, but he was doing something he really enjoyed, so that more than made up for it. His tongue was circling her sex, while he kept his hands firmly on her thighs. He knew Trina was trying to hold back, despite knowing that he was making her feel really good. He was fine with that. Her hands gripped on his curly black hair tightly, pushing him into her core as much as she could, sending a signal that she was about to blow. Soon enough, a half purring/half squealing came pouring from her mouth as her body spasmed a bit before her juices came out in a gush, which Robbie hungrily lapped up. "Did I do good?" he asked, already knowing the answer, as he pulled his head from her dress. "Yes…" she said, her mouth fighting an ear-to-ear smile, as she bit her lip, basking in her afterglow. "You did… amazing." "Well, you're welcome. I actually stayed up researching it, and I actually found a really interesting …
Playtime Stories Ch 2
2. My cock is so hard as I write this. Occasionally, one hand strokes while the other types. Most guys love a good blowjob. Most guys are afraid to try a finger in the ass, but love it after they do. Most guys want a woman to be a total wanton slut or act like the nastiest whore of their wildest dreams. Most women aren’t loose enough to be that “hot” or that incredible of an experience. I picture myself as everything I wish I could find in a slutty bitch. You know, a total nympho who really will do anything and then ask for seconds. Before I tell you about what happened that particular time in the arcade I should tell you more about me. I am in good shape and live as a “normal” man. I might be a little “athletic” for a really beautiful and slender woman, but I make up for any issues with looks by using a kinky attitude. Since I don’t really think you care about my male looks I’ll describe myself as the whore who is Rebecca. I am just under six feet with heels. I have a perfectly curved ass that is very firm- a bi-product of bicycle riding and an active lifestyle. I am not super slim, but far from fat. I have naturally beautiful blue eyes. I have chosen to enjoy myself in red hair. I have been a blonde and a brunette, jet black, and a rather “frumpy” brown, but I have found that redheaded cross dressing whores, like me, are hotter looking. Most blondes are all for show and become as ditzy as real blondes. Most brunettes are either really hot or kinda chunky. The only …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 67: Phone Sex
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-66”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Before I begin, I would like to mention that I know this fantasy sounds a little farfetched, but I swear that everything you are about to read is true, down to the unlucky streak I went through before deciding to write about my unfortunate events. I hope you enjoy. I love watching movies and TV series. It’s what I do to relax. Unfortunately, purchasing Dexter: The Complete Series was far from relaxing. I already owned the first three seasons, but when I saw the complete series for sale on Amazon, I could not resist. However, I already had quite a few movies and seasons waiting for me, so I put off watching Dexter until I had a little more time. By the time …
Sex is part of life.
My name is Switry. I am a Hindu married woman with 3 c***dren, all school-going boys. My husband, Paran, is a mechanic and employed in a factory. We live in our own house in an industrial area of a newly developing city. As it happens my next day neighbour woman Geeta made me her friend. She had a girl of 8 yeras and a boy of 4 years. Her husband runs a provision store and they are quite well of. Bye and bye Geeta turned to talking about sex. She was most beautiful and I greatly admired her to be her friend. She used to engage me in chatting and telling sex stories. That started making me turned on and making me wet in my pussy. Geeta was a sexy woman. She cherished sex and found ways to satisfy herself one way or the other. She had made me a lesbian but I started longing for a good cock to cool the burning sex hunger in my genitals. There was tailor, a young boy working in a nearby shop to where we lived.I asked Geeta if she could seduce the boy for both of us. Geeta liked the idea and had a friendly chat with him. She had some covers to be stitched for her furniture and engaged him to do the work in his part time. She would offer him to have his meals with us and also evening tea with good snacks. His name is Bhajan and he became our friend. One day Geeta engaged him to tell about his dreams and if any girl had ever taken interest in him or if he liked a girl. Bhajan took a deep sigh and said: "I am a poor boy and have yet to stand on my feet." He had never even …
Babysitter Gives My Sister and Me A Sex Education
I have a fraternal twin sister, Shelly. As her twin brother we are naturally pretty close. Close age sibling relationships could go either way as always fighting and distant or close friends which is what we were. She’s mild tempered, very nice, not too shy, and above all very curious. She was curious in the way she’d bravely try just about anything without much hesitation. This story takes place when we were young, before puberty. We weren’t totally naive to sex but neither of us had really been exposed to it yet. A few times we did let each other briefly examine each other naked but there is nothing terribly exciting to tell about that. Next door to us was a large filipino family of about 9 children if I accurately recall. One of the oldest was a guy named Raul and he was about 18 or 19 years old. He was a big guy, tall, muscular build, and I remember he seemed so old, adult, and tall to me. He was great with his younger siblings and subsequently really good with us. He was a super cool older guy to me and I looked up to him. Sometimes when we were walking home from school he’d stop and give us a lift home in his car if he was passing by. In the back seat of his car he always had a pile of porn magazines and we would flip through the pictures checking out the naked women, men, and in some cases a graphic sexual act. Raul was a horny sexually liberal teenager and he didn’t hide it. He also told stories about his girlfriends which I always listened to with bated interest. My …
Sex Without my Husband
Sex Without My Husband Hello, my name is Nicki, married with three c***dren. My husband always tells me I'm a knockout. I have some of the not-so-great leftovers from having my babies but I try to keep in fairly good shape. I have shoulder-length brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a great pair of boobs and smile. My husband is always telling me I am a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be proud to call his wife. It is funny the effect one person can have on another. Take my story for instance. I have been married to my husband for about a year or so, and during our time together, my husband has been having this fantasy of watching me having sex with another man. Over the time we were dating and during our marriage I did, however, tell him some stories of me with other men while we had sex. I thought he was jealous of the guy I was still fucking while he was still on active duty and away. He said he was not but wished he was that guy with me and knew that I wanted Chuck with me rather than the man I used for sexual needs. I could not believe how much it would turn him on. The more I complimented these men on their size and what they did with me, the more interested he became. It was not his interest in the size of other men but the effects they had on me at the time and his comments gradually began to influence my thinking and curiosity. One evening while we were making love Chuck started sharing one of his erotic sex stories. He mentioned a friend of his from …
Sex With My Sister (Book 2 Chapter 1)
Author’s Note: By a request… Book 2 is now being posted. Let me set the scene for you… on second thought, fuck it. Enjoy. Book 2 Chapter 1 – Back in the Swing I sat at a table in the college library, reading up on my English project. The stories of King Arthur had me entranced until I felt a pair of soft breasts pressing into my back. Two hands covered my eyes. “Guess who.” My latest girlfriend Nicole said. I smirked. “Is it Santa? I should tell you that I wasn’t kidding about that hot slut that I put on my Christmas list.” I said, trying not to laugh. “You Perv!” Nicole said, letting go of my eyes and slapping me in the back of the head. If she had only known. I put my book down and spun around in my chair to look at my girlfriend. She had long strawberry blonde hair, brown eyes, and nice full breasts. Of course I hadn’t been lucky enough to see her nude yet, but I was hoping by spring break she’d change her mind and let me fuck her. “What’s up?” I asked, looking into my girlfriend’s eyes. “I need ideas.” Nicole said. “For?” I asked. “A fundraiser.” “Fundraiser huh? Oh, I get it, put on a strip show in the dorms for the guys and one for the girls. Put all the proceeds to the student council.” I said. She gave me a gentle shove. “You are a total perv.” She said, sitting on my lap. “What do you think makes me that way. I don’t get any.” I pointed out. “But you do know how to tease me.” She put a finger to my lips and led me out of the school library. She led me out of the …
Sex in University Library
Basically me and my ex had a relationship that was held together by amazing sex and nothing else. But because the sex was so good and so frequent, it lasted a good year and we both got some amazing stories out of it. One of my favourites is the time we were both tired after a long day of lectures, seminars, reading, and writing assignments and we had been in Uni for about 8 hours and both needed to relax before we went for dinner. We were in the basement of the library and had been for a number of hours, trying our best to actually concentrate on the work that needed doing. It got to about 6:30 when I had finished all I could for the day, but she still wanted to do another half an hour before we went for dinner. Being the caring boyfriend I was with no ulterior motives at all I decided to sit behind her and give her a relaxing shoulder and neck massage whilst she finished off what she needed to do. Whilst we were quite kinky in the bedroom, which you will find out from other stories I will get around to posting on here, we had done very little in public before. I kept massaging her neck for a few minutes before moving my hands down her back, lifting her top up slightly so I could feel her properly, squeezing her hips gently but hard enough to turn her on. My hands slid further down inside her leggings, my hands running across her ass and squeezing while I start to kiss her shoulder and her neck, her little groan catching the attention of the man in front of us. He turned …
Sex Studio Secrets #6: Wendy-3
Wendy wonders whether she wants to work more with her hot foot fetish, will she go pro? Wendy loves to confess and to consult her fine friend, elder gentleman Professor Peter Wendy knows he records everything on video and writes her true tales in sexy stories Wendy tells below about her hot day at work and some of her hottest sexy dirty dreams Wonderful Wendy looks lovely: slender and sexy, short dress, wears panties but never any underwear Wendy has firm little tasty tits and has a few kinky fancies and fantasies for further love life Wendy is into 'smelly sex', suffering from a fancy for Bromadrosis or stink-feet from fine females Wendy loves she smell of her panties … especially after she wears them for three days in a row! Wendy has a great day at work in the shoe-shop which offers only long leather boots and high heels Wendy has an attractive client with long legs and she helps her out of her over-the-knee long boots Wendy gets wet from the smell of her feet and proposes her client to retire with her to the canteen Wendy knows well her client has seen her bare bald snatch under her sheer sexy see-through panties! Wendy seduces her and foot-fucks herself with the smelly foot, she comes hard squirting all over it Wendy loves to talk to trusted priest Professor Peter Poet about her fetishes, fancies and fantasies Wendy confesses to him that she sometimes wonders whether she wants to become a whore for foot-fucks? Wendy loves his wide open mind without any moral borders …
Sex Studio Secrets #18: Susanne-1
Sweet sexy Susanne seduces me at my sex studio, sent by her siblings to invite my Petra to a party My love life is full of sexy surprises like last Saturday when Susanne rang the secret code to my door I only open for friends and the exclusive clientele of my sexshop for fine kinky lovely looking ladies Susanne introduces herselfI'm the youngest sibling of Quirine and Rose-Anne, friends of Petra! Terrific tasty teen so to see: even dressed in her wintercoat I can tell she is a slender cute beautyEnter my paradise, pretty lady! Susanne smiles, steps inside into a complete new world for her Really enormous eyes she has as she sees all that exciting erotic equipment at the shelves of my shop Please allow me to take your coat sweet Susanne, I invite you with me to my private quarters upstairs Every inch a gentleman I galantly let you take the stairs first, an old habit women wore long dresses Tasty tight bottom hiding in your jeans, I like the way you move! You must be very sensual, isn't it? Extremely erotic indeed, just as the girls told me from the stories of Petra, as in a French boudoir Red vervet and mirrors everywhere! Isn't Petra here? I have an invitation for her from my siblings! My dear, sorry to disappoint you, Petra is out! And as always I have no idea when she will be back! Extremely nice to invite her! Please leave her a message or just tell me the idea, is there a party? Expert in good guessing you are Mister Peter! Indeed a party soon for the birthdays of those …
The Stories of Laura, Part 2, Getting to know her
I had mixed emotions on the drive home after meeting the author of so many intimate stories that was, in part, based upon myself and my sensuality. Here I am, married, and I'm having active fantasies about an older man who is turning me into jelly. Who I let touch me so intimately just a few short minutes ago. Who I want to release the whirlwind of sexual appetite that I have. Somehow I arrive home without incident or accident, unless you count the drenched panties I have on. Taking a few moments to collect myself I enter my humble abode and a return of my daily life. But instead, I rush to my computer and check for an e-mail I'm hoping is there. And it is. It read: "Hi, I hope you made it home okay and thank you so much for meeting today. I hope the liberties I've taken was okay. You seemed to show interest in being led overall and with stories in topics like this and would love to show you how a sensual massage would really make you feel sexy, especially if I were to verbally tell you a story at the same time. And, as I have shared before, I would just enjoy hoping you realize your sensual self as I can. When you have a moment just let me know what path you'd like the next story or another piece of information to base a story on and I'll write up something lickety-split." I couldn't think at the moment and really needed to digest everything. It took about a week before I responded, "I'd like you to write about our next meeting. How would it go and what would happen." …
How to Write a Terrible Sex Story
For those who don't know me, I was active about a year ago, and amassed a decent following for my own story, Being More Social, before I was forced to take it down. While in the process of writing a second series, one which could actually be displayed by this website given its rules, I've looked into how other people write smut and come across a lot of guides. Almost universally they bear the title 'how to write a good porn story,' and they usually boil down to opinion (like, 'you should always include the guy doing this to the girl' or 'the characters should be dressed like this'). QED, they don't help at all. Frankly, especially when it comes to smut if you ask me, a better guide would be 'how to write a bad one,' since badness in stories involving sex seem to revolve around tropes that should be removed, not a lack of tropes that should have been added. For this reason, I've decided amidst my new series to write this short, incredibly informal essay, 'How to write a terrible sex story.' (This is also going to contain a lot of opinion, but I hope more of this is universal opinion, ergo helpful.) Some of you may think I'm being a prick for outlining tropes in stories other writers have used, and frankly, yeah, I'm probably being quite the prick. Nevertheless, my works in the past have earned me an incredibly valuable resource – readers so dedicated they would read my content on other sites. For that reason, I'm gonna toot my own horn enough to presume I have the right …
SEX IN JOURNEY
I am 26 old guy having a hunger for sex 24/7, I own a tool which is not gigantic as its described in the stories here, I have a 6.5 inch tool with a 2.5 inch circumference. I am working for a reputed company as a territory manager in Hyderabad. I have to travel a lot within AP and Pune. Few months back we had a requirement in one of our centers and had to hire a junior for which we started hiring. And one of the candidates was Bindu; she was 25 silky hair and stats of 32 24 36. Damn she was hot and I already made my plans of fucking her soon. I interviewed her and obviously selected her. Few weeks later we had to travel to Pune and I booked 2 seats for each one in a sl**per bus. I thought I will be sl**ping away from her but damn my luck was on its peak the driver thought we are a couple and gave us a double sl**per where we had to sl**p together. After a little chit chat we were dozing off after a couple of minutes I found my hands on her boobs (I have a habit of moving around in sl**p) and she had no reaction to it. She was pretty tired and was sl**ping like a log. My evil mind did what it does best started moving my hands all over her body. I crept in too close to her, I could smell her hair and natural scent was fucking driving me crazy. I started squeezing her boobs over her dress and found her nipples have grown hard. I started twitching them and I could see that her breathing has changed. I moved my hands to her belly and located her navel damn a little one but sexy, …