Written by women - Page 31



The wind blew through my hair, the cool breeze running across my cheeks. Not to the point where they were uncomfortable but to the point where it almost energizes me, making me want more. Wanting the wind to caress my body. The helmet on my head making me feel secure and safe



Roadtrip with Uncle Brian Kim sat in the passenger seat and watched the cars whizzing past. Her uncle was driving her home from her art show. For the first time since she’d finished art school she was invited to an exposition, to show some work
Hey everyone, girlfriend Dana is working and so I am bored and thought I would write. Well, my ex husband was okay for a while and in fact that is why I marred him in the first place but after about 6 months he seemed to have lost interest in doing me as much as I needed
“Are you coming or not?” Dani rolled her eyes and pushed her hair back behind her ears, ignoring her fathers shouts from downstairs. She inspected her cheek, smoothing out an area where her foundation was uneven. Tonight was Elle’s party, and Jason was going to be there
Thank you for reading my story. I appreciate comments as I like to know what people thought of my story or how readers feel the story may be better






"Please stop. I can't take it." Her voice was hoarse from screaming. She was face down on the bed. Her ass up high like he liked it. Her ass was red, but not raw. He had stopped beating her to undress himself. "I can't take it. I don't want it. Please



I've decided to treat my little corner of this site as an open online diary of my sexual exploration. There may be some references in my stories that link back to a previous story. I will try to make sure each one can stand on its own though



This is part 4. Things are starting to get dirtier. As always, your comments would be greatly appreciated. This series is being wrote by a couple that seriously plans on making the naughtiness in these stories come to life. A lot of the things in here are fantasies of both of us



If you don’t think superheroes are sexy, you are out of your damn mind. I mean, come on; the skin-tight suits? The perfect bodies? The sexy smiles? It’s incredible how damn hot these guys are, not to mention the fact that they save our skins on a daily basis
This story took place back in 1998, when it first started. Jim was a 42 year old, just recently divorced man for the second time. He left his first wife after finding out she was screwing his one friend. Then a couple of years later married, who he believed, was the perfect woman



One of the other suites was occupied by Pastor Richards and his wife, picking up on something I had overheard my mother and father say, he wasn’t a proper priest or anything like that he preaches at one of these new modern churches, his wife is very quiet but masculine in stature



Marci was heading home on a beautiful Saturday night from her girlfriend’s house. It was around 11:00 at night and she was driving her dad’s old ’72 Nova which he had passed down to her
There’s nothing that can be done to personally experience either, let alone both, of these things, but I decided to try the next best thing. I asked one of my recent lovers to write down his experience of sex with me in his words, while I did the same in mine
My brother Tyler was a typical guy. Hot but didn't know it, did gross things but I found them charming, and was always popping a boner. We shared a room and basically everything else including a birthday since we're twins