Erotica - Page 110



BEV THE HOTEL MAID Years ago I worked cleaning a local hotel. It was just before I met Barry and I was still horny even back then. I went through a phase of wearing stocking and suspenders and still do now when we go swinging and for him in the bedroom



Cumsport, CH 1 “UNH… fuck me harder!” screamed Kelly again. Her moans encouraged Phil to piston into the blonde even faster. The wet slapping from their movements echoed down the alley



We started dating at the end of November, we’ve met a few month earlier at school and since then only got closer and closer. A week later it was the first time she went to my house, we were alone, went to my room and started kissing



(This is a story of our trip to Goa, when the 5 of us went and had a rocking time. Most parts are true, though some parts are exaggerated. I suggest to read previous parts, to get a better story line.) I got up late next morning, severely hung over. Maya was lying next to me naked



The Osaka Riders of Glorious Youth by Vincent Part 3 The sky through the window in Kenta's room had faded to gray when I awoke. All my companions, except Yumi had left. She was still out cold with her face against my shoulder



Dear reader, I felt I was missing out on the Halloween experience. Almost a traditional vampire story but nothing too dark. I am happy to receive comments and PM’s. As always, I welcome your thoughts and constructive criticism



L.I.S.S.A C. Chapter 3. In the Thick of My Birthday Semi-organized chaos would best describe the kitchen for the next 5 or 10 minutes. Excitement was everywhere and everyone was raving over the new game as Lissa quietly made her way around the room
I peaked in the tent to see which side of the tent Ash had claimed. She was sleeping face down on top of both sleeping bags almost in the middle of the tent. I crawled in and secured both flaps then zipped the screen shut behind me. I tried to undress as quietly as possible



The alien known as Nebula was a woman of contradictions. She loved her sister Gamora terribly, but utterly hated being second best to her. She was so very strong, but was as weak as a kitten to her father
I wrote this story as a very basic and plain kind of story that would allow me to practice my writing without relying on fetishes or kinkiness to make it good. Please feel free to provide any constructive criticism you might have



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



Disclaimer this a work of fiction no characters in this story are real or based on real people. Part one How we met. I am your average guy, I love to play video games, i like to play sports, watch movies, and Tv and even read a good sci fi book every now and then



John was 33 and had been through a rough divorce that was final about nine months ago. There was a horrible fight over their eight year old daughter Kaylee
I couldn’t speak when I found her. My aunt was in her bedroom and, despite my enthusiasm and flaming desire, my nerve failed when I saw her. When I arrived, holding my jeans up at my waist, Aunt Janet was dabbing at the mess on her skirt



I didn't actually write this or even collaborate on it much. "Oliver", an e-mail fan of mine asked me for details about myself so he could include me in a story