Erotica - Page 208

I watched as she walked out of the shadows and into the illumination of a streetlight, looking at the ground as she walked. She wore the short skirt and crop top that was the uniform required by her employers at the bar she waitressed at till 2am most nights

George Flinn Smiled as he walked out of work. "Bye guys! See you later!" He shouted out, waving his hand at his coworkers. He turned around, and smiled brightly as he walked to his car. He had been very happy recently, much more happy

A week after I gave Rhoda her first erotic massage in several years, I got a call from her daughter, Sharon. She said, "Pete, I know it's only been a week since Mom’s massage, but her birthday is next week. She told me how much she truly loved that massage

"What do men want?" "What do women want?" These are the questions that most people really ask when in reality all they need to ask is "what do you want?". Yes it is sex. Women love sex as much as men love footy. But I'm not here to discuss my friend's game

This is part 10 of "Help!". I hope you like it! :) *** Jake slammed the phone down and turned around quickly to see Daniel glaring at him from the other end of the empty white room. “How did it go?” Jake blurted out trying to act casual, but Danny saw right though his act

Note: This story is completely fictional. It’s 100% made up and any similarities to real life are purely coincidental. This story contains graphic descriptions of adult gay situations. Authors Note: Hi, welcome to my story “Short Term Relationship.”, this is not a series

*note* the dom/sub tag is more of a "???dom/sub???" tag Cherry the Cheerleader is written for LuckyMann and is dedicated to him. Chapter 3 “Where is she?! Where is my daughter?!” Cherry’s mother began interrogating me

My hand etched over the page, shaping and forming a masculine male face. His strong set jaw bone and weathered face indicating a mature, well travelled man. I looked up from my easel and Mr. Miller, our art teacher at the local college, was seated in the centre of the room

Long months of frustration followed with my mother refusing to couple with me again for what seemed like a year or so. Until one day, she again brought her needs to my attention through hints she used during phone conversations

I got to her house earlier than usual. It was 1 in the afternoon the sun burning bright in the sky. She wouldn't be out till 3:30, but I didn't mind waiting at her porch. I had a book I was reading anyway. About 5 minutes into my book I heard the gate open

“Just relax, Love. You’ll enjoy this”, she whispers to him before she blindfolds his blue eyes. She secures his wrists behind the chair he sits upon with metal handcuffs and skirts some lightly scented massage oil onto her palm

She stands an oddity in the corner of the gallery, Blue feathers in the mask over her face, Peering out with eyes as equally as blue. Is there pleading there? The eyes search the faces of all walking through the gallery, Some laugh at her as others lust for her

My Secret Life VOLUME-1

"Baby, are you sure you want to do this?" I asked my girlfriend as she undressed. She was wearing a hot pink tanktop with a lace trim, short black jean shorts, black fishnets, and no underwear. She smiled, but I could see the fear in her eyes. "Of course I do, Felix

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY PART - 18 SEX IN SHIMLA We planned a holiday in Shimla and have arranged a bungalow there on rent for our stay. We were very happy to be there for spending a lovely and sexy time together in beautiful cold weather in Shimla

It might have started out light, but It hadn’t taken long at all before their kissing had developed into something more

Jake and I were sitting by the reservoir, passing a bottle of rum back and forth. I watched his Adam’s apple rise in his sinewed neck as he took a swallow. Jake had been working out and I couldn’t help but notice and admire how ripped he’d become

Rick was stretched out on the sofa, glass of wine in hand with one of the local radio stations playing in the background

A short, Erotic story, by James Burns. Just Friends. She awoke to explosions and light flashing into the room. There were fireworks just outside the window, signalling in the New Year. She looked to the clock and sure enough it read 00:02

I was relatively horny one evening when I got home from work. I had no idea why I was so horny, and why I had precum on my cock head. I hadn't even touched myself. Luckily for me, my parents and brother weren't going to be home for a few hours, or at least that is what I thought