erotica stories and histories

Tramp Stamp (bi)
She liked being subservient and I liked being dominant. It wasn't that she did it for me. It was wired into her psyche. On the other hand I did it for her. If she didn't have the desire to serve I would have been very happy with a traditional equal relationship.  
And I'm also not saying this defined our whole relationship. It was mostly how we did it in the bedroom.  ...

P&BJ
My friend Angela is hot and sweet and smart in a special way and I've never slept with her despite always wanting to. She just always had a boyfriend the whole time I've known her - then she got married.
Now, I wish I had slept with her. But this is the story about how I got something else. You see, Angela has always confided in me. I'm the one she would go to when she needed to talk. I wasn't exactly friend zoned because we did have sexual tension. It wasn't that she wasn't attracted to me. But ...

It had been a long week. Between work and dealing with some health issues with our parents, we just needed a chill night.
Mason and I have been married for 25 years. We are recent empty-nesters trying to find our way. Lately we've found that we enjoy smoking pot together. I'm not much of a drinker so this is a nice way to take the edge off. With us being empty-nesters, we're trying to find each other again, trying to figure out what works with just us....

Outback Fantasy Chapter 2
This continues the story from the previous chapter, with a little more scene-setting and some more fun. As before, it's a collaborative effort, with the three participants identified by different fonts.
Trish - Calibri plain Font
John - Times New Roman Italic Font
Richard - Calibri Italic Font...

3rd Chapter in the Series: Married Co-Workers Explore Together
Chapter 1:
Claire and Trevor leave their spouses as they depart on a work trip together. A normal circumstance, but with them being seen as a couple on multiple occasions it began to make them both ponder.
After a very successful business deal is completed well before they expected, the two went back to the hotel. Trevor said he was going to go hit the hot tub later, and after scoping out when he left, Claire followed along shortly afte...

Making New Friends, chapter 1
Lee was a writer. He had been in this profession for over twenty years and made a decent living writing for online magazines and newspapers. But his real desire in life was to write fiction. He was constantly working on "the great American novel," which had never gotten beyond the opening of the first chapter. He had changed genres and story ideas repeatedly. But he never lost hope that someday he would be inspired and the words would just flow out of him....

"Dammit!!!" I yelled as the TV went dark. The power had gone out, again-the second time in less than a week's time. A minute later, I heard Sandy's voice through the screen door. She'd just passed my house on her nightly turn around the neighborhood, and heard my outburst.
"You OK??"
I let out a sigh. "Yeah, the power just quit-again." There had been thunderstorms on and off most of the day. It didn't take much to make for a power failure when the weather got unsettled. I could hear the rumble of thun...

My wife Lisa is always up for a challenge, no matter what it is. She is never one to not do something no matter what it entails and she always has my blessings.
Awhile back she even took up nude wrestling which turned out that she was really good at. I loved watching her wrestling in the nude. Every now and then she would tell me that she missed that part of her life. She was even a member of the Naked Women's Wrestling League....

Lisa pulled into the lot and parked in front of the massage parlor. It had been three years since her last visit--right after she'd helped her sister with the youngest child. That massage had been a gift from her sister, and the experience had stayed with her ever since. The woman who'd worked on her back then was incredible. Lisa had wanted to return ever since, but between running her own business and helping raise her sister's kids, time had slipped away....

The two weeks of training had been hard for the district seven tributes. Every day Jay and Amara left for twelve hours of combat training, survival education, and sexual practice, then returned to their room to fuck each other under Allen's watchful eye. The victor and mentor from district seven making sure both his charges put on a good show for the capital, they had to make plenty of noise during fights and sex, especially sex....

It has been a while, I know.
This one has been cooking for months. I can say I am not fully satisfied, but eventually we have to let go and accept it is what it is.
I am a huge fan of Gracie Bon, a plus sized model from Panama. She is more than an inspiration for this one.
But I like Tony and have a few ideas to expand and maybe get a few more stories of him. Who knows? For now, I hope you enjoy....

Justine starts to laugh. She stands up, turns around, and puts her arms around my neck.
"She'd probably say, 'Juss, you greedy little bitch! I asked you not to wear him out!'"
"Yeah, about that -- why would she suspect--"
"Oh come on, Ben!" She looks at me like I'm a half-wit. "You asked us to get naked with you! We're not idiots -- we knew you were into one of us, but we just couldn't figure which one."...

I couldn't believe what I had just read in my late mother's letter. It answered a question that my brothers and I had asked her many times, but she had refused to answer. Why did my father leave us?
My name is Christine and my mother, Abigail, died just over five years ago.
My brothers lived at opposite ends of the country and apart from their help in clearing Mum's house, which was rented, the rest of the work fell to me....

That next Friday, Taylor and I both took off from work to start our backpacking weekend. We packed the car Thursday night, dropped off the kids at her parents' house, and planned to get up early to drive the hour and half to our destination.
At least, that's what we hoped for. Instead, we stayed up way too late, slept in, and didn't leave until lunch time. After eating and getting dressed, we jumped into the car and started to drive north....

My Daughter's Friend at the Gym
Note: Originally posted on Medium under the MyErotica publication (now defunct).

One moment, I'm out of breath and on the brink of passing out at the gym just after five minutes on the treadmill. The next moment, I'm in the same state, only this time, it's in the bathroom with my daughter's best friend, Tasha, whose mind is blank and whose ass-cheeks I just came all over....

This is a real life experience and not a story. I was married young and after about 23 years and three kids we both had changed and not the same people we each married. I was 100% faithful the whole time so when we separated and divorced I went a little crazy so to speak.
There was about a four year period from separation to when I decided I needed to settle down again and I met my now wife....

I've known Amber for as long as I can remember. She was the daughter of one of my dad's old friends--the kind of family friendship born from cookouts, borrowed tools, and holiday cards signed with love from people you barely knew.  
We grew up side by side. Summers at the pool, birthday parties, awkward braces and all. I saw her when she was a gangly tomboy with grass-stained knees and I watched her become the kind of beautiful that made conversation hard. The kind that ruined every other girl for me wit...

It's Saturday afternoon inside the swimming pool center just off the Army base. The next basic training recruits have just graduated. Their families have filled up the entire pool. Amanda (28 yrs.) is a brunette (36-24-36) with shoulder length hair tied in a short ponytail. She wears a black string bikini with the top cupping her round tits. The bottom tightly covers her buttocks and crotch area. Strings are tied on both sides of her hips. If the strings are pulled. The bottom will fall off....

The Photo Shop by Candyman666©
All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over. Please don't be afraid to let me know what you think of my stories. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental....

Babysitter Club, Part 1
"Hey, Rachel. How you doin'," I said as the young woman got into my car. Rachel had been our babysitter for the past year. She was a cute, 20-year-old college kid, who was out to make a little money. She always came over wearing casual clothes, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders and hanging straight down her back. She was definitely a cute kid, one that was most likely driving the boys wild. And I admit that I was taken by her. I even admit that I wanted her... sexua...

"To friends, old and new!" The lithe hand of Danicka Ellis raised a delicate crystal glass filled with rosé, beckoning the others at the table to join her, "And to being able to find to reconnect, and strengthen those bonds!" The table of six women echoed her toast, cheering before taking big sips of their drinks, bursting with spicy bubbles....

The French Apartment - Chapter 8: Tiramisu
Twelfth Day in Paris, afternoon.
Eighteenth arrondissement (Montmartre).
I was barely able to speak, and sweat was flowing down my forehead like a waterfall. I never liked running and was winded after five minutes, and we had been jogging nearly an hour. It felt as if my legs would burn to a crisp and fall off if I continued much longer....

I'm always most frisky in the mornings. Most of the time, I get the basics of my daily routine done and then head for the shower. Even my daily showers normally follow a pattern. First, I enjoy the warm water and focus on clearing my mind. Then I soap and wash my whole body, always finishing with my dick -- and here is where I take my time. My mind emptied in the first part of my shower, I start to fill it up again with ideas of sex and sexual imagery, I construct sensual fantasies and narratives. I very ra...

The video was advertised as one of a series that fell under the broad category of "sex education for teenage boys." Its content, though, proved much more entertaining than informative.
As expected, there was no substantial plot. The location was what appeared to be the interior of a medical examining room. The room was sparsely furnished with various pieces of equipment, the most prominent of which was an apparatus resembling a gyno table....

I know this guy named George. I swear he has to be the luckiest guy I know. Let me tell you a little bit about him. He's pretty average, about 5 '7", dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, a few extra pounds that don't show much unless you happened to see him with his shirt off. We're not related (George is my last name, and it's his first name.) I don't know what he's packing in those jeans he likes to wear, but I swear that thing has a good luck charm on it. Let me give you an example......

"Oh shit, that was hotter than it should have been."
You know that scene in almost every spy movie where the well-dressed hero is cruising through a fancy-dress gala being charming and suave and handsome, dancing with gorgeously dressed women who suddenly act like they've been dancing with him for years and can pick up on his every subtle cue on the floor? Knows exactly what to say and who to say it to? Takes a single item off the buffet table and a champagne flute and does it all effortlessly while plot...

A few minutes before they were to leave, Carmen said she was feeling tired and would be up to the social later. Josh sat next to her as she lay on the bed. Paula and Sam went outside to wait and to give Josh some time alone with her.
"How long are you going to be... not to rush you... I really want you to enjoy this... I just want to know how long I need to keep your mom and my dad occupied."...

I came up out of the Black Hills in the spring of 1883 riding up into Wyoming. I was just turned 26 that spring and had no idea I would find something to knock my socks off. I rode into Fort Laramie on the 16th day of June and it could still be a bit on the cool side even then up there. I rode right on past the Saloon just on the out skirts of the Fort and on to the store. I was in bad need of supplies as I was out of nearly everything you could be....

Here is my entry into the: "YAY TEAM 2024 - The Sex & Sports - Author Organized Challenge." This is a (mostly) true story that I was planning to write at some point, but this Challenge was a perfect fit for it! As my author name says, everything I write is based on events in my life. Names are changed, so are some locations, but the stories, the relationships and the sex all occurred. Of course, I do spice things up and add an occasional 'twist' to every story....

Chapter 68
On Tuesday, I woke up alone in bed, but was quickly joined by both Jennifer and Jenna, who sat on either side of me dressed in work dress. While Jennifer grabbed my cock, Jenna rolled my balls in her hand. As she jerked me off, Jennifer said, "I missed this." She slowly pumped away from the bottom of my shaft to the edge of my bulb, twisting her hand along the way. Within ten minutes, when Jenna squeezed my balls, I grunted and exploded all over my chest and stomach. Instead of stopping, Jenni...