Erotica - Page 58
Ada’s Tattoo, part 1 Ada had been reminiscing of late, that had been the beginning of it all. The ten year anniversary of the last time they had all been together was coming up. It was late spring and would soon be finals week
Ch. 05 song titles Pines of Rome, Movement 2 trumpet solo (Respighi) Petrushka, Ballerina trumpet solo (Stravinsky) An Unforgettable Melody Ch. 05 Mike awoke first on Monday, which surprised him; Melody had promised to wake him up at 6:30
This starts with me becoming a massage therapist and I was volunteered by the teacher and owner of the massage therapy school to man a booth at a local holistic fair
“No rest for the weary.” she said quietly Alexis sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose in a vain attempt to rub some of the tiredness out of her system. After a 16 hour shift she was ready to go home and crawl into bed for the next 10 years



A girl named Riley moved in next door. It was the beginning of spring, the northern hemisphere was getting ready for months of sunshine. Riley was a student, as was I, but she wouldn't start the new academic year until after the summer break
This is my first published story. Let me know any feedback you feel like! I've deliberately removed quotation marks at times when I feel that reality and the character's imagination is colliding



It was evening on her birthday, but since it was the middle of the week she and her husband had agreed to celebrate the following weekend. Even though her husband worked from home she hadn’t seen him all day, but this was not unusual
Les and I were relaxing in the Jacuzzi, recuperating from our early evening fuck session, when Jason (the bell hop) announced his arrival at the cabin
The crowd around her cheered and toasted, wearing the orange and blue jerseys with numbers of their favorite players, many had caps on with the Bronco’s fierce stallion emblazoned it, and some wore T-shirts with the same emblem



If you asked me when I first felt attracted to my father, I couldn’t tell you. Honestly, I’m not entirely certain that I am attracted to him at all. At least physically. It’s more the idea that he’s my father that really gets me excited
The ravaging in the Forrest Sandy was walking in the forest for about an hour, it could have been longer or shorter it felt right to her it was warm and a hot summer night
A heavy feeling of pain flowed from the back of his head to the eyes, throbbing with every heartbeat. A soft moan escaped as the weight of the pain set in as he gained more of his consciousness. "Aahh I see you have lived the fall
I’m home waiting for you to come back from work after a long day. I’m thinking that it would be nice to relax together so decide to run a nice hot bath for you. Once you walk through the front door, you can hear nice soft music playing and only lit candles illuminating the hallway
“New Gilneas and New Lordaeron” By: DinoMagick () A nice long, lazy hunt in the Silverpine Forest was what my five Worgen brethren wanted
I had been in college for a couple of semesters. The summer before I left home I had had a torrid and educational love affair with a married woman (see: The Late Bloomer and the Pilot’s Wife)