Erotica - Page 246

It all began years ago, when we were first introduced. At the time, my Alyssa and I loved to hang out with a large group of her friends, and that’s when I first met Fiamma

Chapter 32 By the time Sara and I made it back to the hunting camp, the party was in full swing. Couples and groups were clustered about the clearing, and some amongst the trees at the edge, and everywhere were bare flesh and passionate cries

Vicky enjoyed the afternoon pool party, at least the swimming part, but afterwards it went downhill for her. Everybody changed back to their street clothes and went inside for a buffet supper, which was followed by music for dancing

I was beginning to think I wasn't very good at the business of collectables

hits in the 60s; ‘Wooly Bully’ and ‘Lil’ Red Riding Hood’ which was a monotonous little ditty of which the only part I can remember was the opening lines which went something like “Hey there Lil’ Red Riding Hood, I’m gonna treat ya like a lover should; don’t go walking in the spooky old wood alone”

For once, I didn’t feel like immediately returning home. As I looked down at Stephanie’s naked, petite body, I knew I had to at least experience a little more of what things could have been like

Man, we rocked that show. I can still remember that night, even now. It was one of our best performances ever. I nearly broke the damn bass drum, but the kit held up alright. Our vocalist, Trevor, screamed himself hoarse but it was all good. The crowd just ate us up

I’d had a long day, setting off from home at the crack of dawn to drive to London from Cornwall and I suppose it was asking rather too much to try to drive back in the early evening

Ex-Daughter Grown Up, Part 10 – Prelude to Return (Introduction: if you have read parts 1-9, you will know the people involved: a husband back working in the country he loves and where his grown-up 17y.o

Kyla leaped from the top of a ramp. Her momentum carried her in a graceful arc through the air and over the second bulwark. Wind rushed over her nude body, fluttering her headdress as she flipped herself, getting her feet under her

My name is Amanda Bonnerman, a mother of three beautiful girls, and a hard working secretary of a wonderful man known as Mr. Summers. Nothing sexual of course, seeing as I have always looked up to him as a second father figure

Andrea sighed as she rubbed at her temple, every step through the chilly morning air was one away from the comfort of her own, loving bed. “Who the fuck..” She yawned, “Invented four in the fucking morning.

I write for money. I have several clients. A few more couldn't hurt

I knock on your front door, and step back to wait for you to answer. I hear footsteps, and you open the door. Your face lights up briefly, and then you try to hide it. "Hey," you say quietly, and I follow you to your room. When we enter, I glance around

My first time 2 An old and experienced Red Setter tells some more of his story. The late afternoon sun spun shadows that were almost moving quickly enough to be observed as they slid across the bare wooden planking

My First Time, Twice By: Ariel Levy When I was fourteen years old, I decided it was time to lose my virginity. Precocity had always been my thing. As an only child, I spent most of my youth around adults, which made me sound sort of like one

Chapter 1 Explorations Sammy sat on the edge of his sisters bed, chill air from the open window prickled his naked skin. Nervous at what he was about to do, he sat frozen, heart pounding in his ears and listened to the sounds outside the narrowly opened window

FROM 2016 My friend Pam asked me to house sit for her on a Monday. She was expecting a furniture delivery anytime between 11 am and 4 pm, and she had to work 9-5 and could not possibly take off

By Hana M Brimeck I stood in the on my fire escape holding my face up into the rain hoping to hide my annoyance and tears. Frustration wells up from deep inside, I let it out screaming into the rain. Why does he always have to be like that? It was just a dream

This story is when I had just finished my college and was around 20 years old. I met my friend Kiran when I was in High School all the way until I finished my college, I used to like spending time at his house, he was the only child of his parents. Kiran was Gujarati