erotica stories and histories

I don't know what I expected when I jumped into my car at 10:00 at night. Nothing good could come from this heat-of-the-moment trip two hours out of town. Nevertheless, the door closed, the engine roared to life, and I hit the road. Two hours later, I stood outside of her campus apartment.
"Hey, I'm here," I said into my phone....

Here is Part 2, if you haven't read part 1 it is probably worth doing so to understand the situation and characters.
After we had eaten lunch, Wendy suggested a little siesta to recharge our batteries before the evening, so we headed upstairs. It was a warm day and we stripped off, leaving the windows open for some air and curled up together on the bed....

As I prepared for my upcoming fitness competition, I included a few more morning sessions a week. This was to get some extra cardio done without taking away from my other workouts.
I was focusing so hard on the competition, that I stayed away from sex and sexual activities. This was very much unlike me but winning this competition meant I would get my pro-card. This didn't go down well with Mr. 10 inch but he understood my goal....

Continuing Spearfishing in the series The Mermaid Olympics
It's true that skinny dipping feels better than wearing a swimsuit. You might think the drag from a bit of cloth would make no difference, but it's also that any suit constrains how you can move, and naked just feels better. Maybe breasts that are free to move in the water slow you down a tiny bit, depending on their size and shape, but it's worth it. Then there is the naughtiness thing. Karen and I got a thrill out of the risk factor, and giving...

Last night I had sex with, Jenna, just like Rachel asked me to. All I wanted to do was go and see her, but now I was stuck having brunch with Jenna. Which makes sense; she's basic, and this is about as basic as one can get for a Saturday morning.
"Babe, there's a table open for us. What are you staring at?" She said....

She Was Size Curious
"Do you believe people who say size doesn't matter?" my wife asked after an energetic session of Saturday-night fucking.
"I think it is all in the head," I said. "If you think it does, it will. It's like tits. I think big and small tits taste the same. Some guys get blue balls over big tits. So, are you getting curious?"...

So my first two photo shoots, one in Pittsburgh and one in Scranton, were fun, productive and I got some good pics. My BF at the time was with me and nothing went off the rails. A female model I worked with was supposed to meet us at the motel never showed. Yes I was disappointed.
My third shoot was local. A younger photographer, still older than me, this time and no escort. What could go wrong?...

I guess I'd been in a sentimental mood all weekend, given that I spent my whole Saturday digging out old yearbooks and reminiscing about friends and girlfriends from past times. While I was enjoying my time in university, I definitely missed some people and places from my small hometown.
It was a big coincidence then, that while I was sitting at my usual booth in my favorite lunch shop that afternoon, I heard a high-pitched voice that was eerily familiar:...

Jennifer couldn't sleep again. Will had no such issues, as evidenced by his growling snores. It had now been eleven days since the newlyweds had sex. Does one year in still count as being newlywed? Jenny supposed it did. She also supposed Will had been cheating on her. How could he not have had sex with her on their one year anniversary? And to still keep her waiting a week later, something was terribly wrong. Sure, Will had been working double shifts at the hospital to pay the mortgage and the cars and his...

She was in tenterhooks as soon as she walked into her appartment. He was there again. She could very faintly smell the tang of his cologne, as soon as she walked in: a soft, earthy musk. She was immediately flooded with memories of last time. The feel of his hands firmly guiding her hips, the sound of her breath catching in her throat as she tried to hold back the growing flood of pleasure that was threatening to crash over her like a tsunami. Her lips were suddenly dry. She ran her tongue across them, mois...

Mister Farid - Part 3


---


Author's Note:


Carly's name-change to 'Carla' in part 2 was not intended. I got confused with the Carla from 'Futanari Freighter', and did not realise it until it was too late, and now I can't fix it. Regardless, it is supposed to be 'Carly' in this series....

The walk to the bus stop wasn't too long, which was good since the weekend heat wave had clearly not taken the morning off. Victoria insisted on holding my arm as we walked along, and her touch kept me in a state of semi-arousal. I felt like I could feel my cock brushing against my pants with each step. Once we got close to the stop, she let go of my arm and jogged lightly towards it, causing the skirts of her dress to flutter and swirl around her. I was sure she was bouncing extra vigorously on purpose, ma...

The words, "It's not you, it's me," hung in the air, piercing his soul like a knife. Adam felt the familiar sting of frustration. Their marriage, once vibrant, now felt strained and forced. The distance between them seemed hopeless.
Holly's new job meant she was away on business for weeks at a time. Leaving her husband bored with a lot of time on his hands. Instead of getting into trouble, Adam took advantage of the free time and focused on bettering himself. He committed to working out and self-improvem...

Author's Note: Hi all! I'm gonna keep this brief because I know this chapter is very very late, but there will be an explanation in the afterward that I hope is enough of an explanation. Thanks and I hope you enjoy
~~~~~~~~~~
All characters featured in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of any sort of involvement in any sexual activity, directly or otherwise...

Okay, this premise popped into my head and just drove my prior series in progress completely out. I love playing with tropes, and this idea is tailor-made for that. I am having a ball writing it, so I hope you will have a ball reading it.
These stories are long. If you know isekai stories, they always start slow while the mechanics are established. And fair warning, while all stories will be drenched in tease and tantalize, the sex is occasionally long in coming, and a little weird when it does. Nothing ...

Lacy grabs her coffee as she races out the door, she's late for her appointment with Steve. He had asked her to help with editing his latest short story. Steve has recently dabbled in writing short erotic stories. Lacy is running late because she couldn't help spending a few more moments in the shower that morning, her anticipation of reviewing through Steves latest risky short story had made her hot and flustered wanting to release her pent up tension....

I stood next to my kitchen counter, still in shock.
My next-door neighbor, Lisa, leaned over the counter opposite me. Most of her breasts were exposed as I looked down her tight blue shirt. When I opened the door, Lisa had stepped inside without being invited. As she walked over to my kitchen counter, I stared at her exposed legs as her short blue skirt bounced behind her....

About 10 years ago, I helped a lady from my church with her oven. As I worked, she started massaging my shoulders. I didn't think anything of it until she started pressing her large tits into the top of my head.
She was not wearing a bra.
She never does.
"Mind if I watch?" she asked.
I replied, "Not at all, but if you keep that up, I will have to turn this chair around."...

Fucking Sexy Backpack Trip
The backpacks were packed, the food was packaged, the dates were set, and the car was serviced. All of us were excited, our time off was arranged, and the hike was plotted and permits were obtained. It was going to be the three of us camping and fishing and just being free for two weeks in the Sierras without a phone or television, or people to demand our attention....

The days blur together and become weeks within the blink of an eye. At one point, Chris often lamented his fate daily, but recently, it hasn't been too bad. The ache in his heart hasn't gone away altogether, but has instead melted, fused with something distinctly less painful, and shaped itself into a new emotion altogether. One he can't put his finger on, not distinct enough to become succinctly named, but not too unfamiliar either. He's teetering on a tightrope at all times, but he can always feel a warm ...

The receptionist is usually the least of my worries. I find that many chain hotels now barely bother with them as standard, instead leaving their guests to check themselves in, and ringing the bell only if there's a problem with their booking code. If there is one sat behind a desk, I just smile and walk confidently towards the elevators; most will assume that you're a guest that arrived during another shift, and even those that do recognise me for what I am (and some of the more experienced staff definitel...

It was 1985, Dave was a young, upcoming radio broadcaster, in only his second year on the job, the money was terrible for a young man trying to make a living. The money of course was not what drew him and other eager young talent to pursue the dream of on-air fame, as fleeting as it could be for most....

"What the fuck happened out there, Hector?" one of my guys shouted at me as we got back into the safe house.
"I don't fucking know, Vince!" I bit back as I dropped my keys on the couch. I ran a stressed hand through my messy, curly black hair. "Shit happens," I tried to play off like everything was fine....

Saturday Evening
Penny was curled up on the couch, wearing a pair of sleep shorts and a t-shirt, quietly sipping her tea and trying desperately not to think about...
Her eyes moved over to Spencer, sitting in his armchair next to the fireplace. It was too warm to start a fire, but the quiet aesthetic of the living room, all the furniture oriented to look towards the hearth with a large television mounted above it, was calming. It lulled Penny into a false sense of security....

Trish - The rest of the morning passed in a dreamlike way. I drifted between little chores - helping clean tools, refilling coffee cups, rinsing plates from breakfast - but everything I did seemed heavy with a new kind of awareness. We were living as we normally do on our travels in the Outback but with an extra dimension - another man, no longer a stranger but one who had shared my body with my husband. I was literally living in a dream, one that allowed me to be different from my normal self, more adventu...

"I thought you had gone ten minutes ago. As you don't seem to be interest in sex recently, I thought I would just enjoy a little DIY."
June Johnson was lying naked on her bed, idly masturbating. Her husband had indeed left earlier and it was Liam who was standing watching, as his friend's mother played with herself. He knew that he should have walked on by, as he passed her bedroom door, but this was a dream encounter for the twenty-year-old. His friend's mother had featured in his fantasies since he had...

I pulled a pair of black bicycle pants and fitted my boobs into a gingham halter top I hadn't worn in years. Tommy watched me as I did, like he'd never watched a woman dress before. I was just as rapt as he stretched that red tank top over her muscular torso and pulled his shorts up his muscular legs. He sat down to pull on his socks and lace up his boots, then stood up and took me into his arms. As he kissed me, I felt my tummy flutter, and felt his young bulge pressing against me. He felt hard again alrea...

Holly grew up in a small mid-western community, with old-fashioned values. This was an era before the internet when every youth on the planet had access to sexual information or pornography. And before the sexual revolution in the 70's.
The girls were taught that decent girls retained their virginity for their future husbands. Good girls did not "put out", in the parlance of the times. Some girls let the boys have "bare tit," but few let them get anywhere near their pussies. And even fewer went " all the...

EARTH SHAKING EVENTS by OKMAC
Three stories about family members who are confronted by earth shaking emotional events by OKMAC
THE ROADRACE CHAPTER 10
BACKGROUND
Jennifer Long, 5'7" and Bill Thompson, 5'11" were on the same cross-country and glee clubs in Sky Lakes high school.
Jennifer Jane Long and William John Thompson "Bill" graduated from UCLA in California....

Please first read Never Too Late (Dee's Version) and Never Too Late (Dee's version Pt 2) in Loving Wives.
Constructive criticism is welcomed. All characters depicted are 18+ as is the intended reader.
******************
Monday morning found me in my office. The return to my real life was set to start as soon as the staff starts filtering in. The feeling was not unlike the feeling one gets when returning from an exciting carefree vacation. On Mondays I typically arrive early before the rest of the s...