Erotica - Page 36
Tags: Erotica, Male Solo, Masturbation, Romance To my favorite sexy dark feathered friend, Thank you for the imagery I hope you enjoy the embellishments



Chapter One: Get “Rich” Or Die Trying She leaned up against the brick wall of the local thrift store, close to Harrisburg Pike and Mound Street. It wasn’t the best of areas, but Angel had certainly been in worse. Her grey jean shorts, tshirt, and vest were worn
I walked into a Travel Agents in my local shopping mall and indulged a total whim on the spur of the moment
The clock couldn't move any slower. Long, hot and humid is a typical work night. This particular evening however, I had an even greater, more exuberant amount willpower to bull through. My best friend was hosting a big party right around the time I'd normally be done work



"Welcome to the fundraiser!" a voice called out, cutting through the clamor that filled the living room of the house. Rush week always brought out a wide away of characters and this year was no different
My partner Marylin and I enjoyed a wide range of sexual activities together and we had both lost any sexual inhibitions we may have had many years ago. Both of us were in our early forties and were in good physical condition
It was a normal day for Dr Rogers, she checked up on all her patients, caught up on her paper work, nothing unusual. That is, until 3:00 when one of the nurses handed her a chart. “You have a new patient today” she said “His name is Sean, and he’s here for a physical”
This is the fifth in a series of true stories involving myself and a friend of mine from college. Basically this friend and I decided to relieve our sexual needs with each other while we were both single



Fatima grabs her gym bag and makes a beeline for the front door, hoping if she passed by the kitchen quickly enough, her mother might not see her. She's almost made it to the door when she hears her mother's voice calling her name
Chapter 1 Knock, Knock. The sound of knocking at the door awakens the slumbering beauty from the hotel bed. " Coming" she calls as she sleepily rises from the bed, even in her dreamy state she is a vision of loveliness
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR 8TH FRIDAY Mike feels all warm and tingly. Soft azure eyes regard him under arched brows of gold. She massages his manhood as her luscious lips curve up in invitation



I hardly slept through the night as too many thoughts were running wild in my head. It turned me on so much that my sister had gotten off to the video that me and mom had made
Damn. It's hard to choose, almost impossible. Why do I have to pick myself? Why do I keep finding myself in places like this? I'm trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea. Between a rock and a hard place. Between Vicky and Lola. Lola's on the right



Adam Martin - The Pupil By Christian G. Kay Edited by Sherry December-03-2009 DISCLAIMER: Please read and abide by the DISCLAIMER posted on the first chapter. "Adam Martin - The Pupil" is an erotic story, with some parts containing graphic sexual scenes
During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure