erotica stories and histories

Author's notes: Thanks for continuing on this journey with me! I've really enjoyed writing this series, and I appreciate the kind words and constructive feedback thus far. If you've made it this far, you know it's been a slow burn, and not always explicitly erotic (unless you enjoy psychological humiliation and angst like I do). I hope this series of chapters gives some payoff while keeping the plot moving. There is a bit of a cliffhanger at the end, and while I haven't started the next series of chapters y...

Lia, a 35 year old Filipina public relations executive, never thought much of it when she matched with Gabriel who was younger than her. She usually goes for older men. Her age limit was actually set to 33-56 and he just barely made it at 30 years old, when the app ran out of other guys in her location. His profile was full of croissant emojis, he seemed cheeky and maybe a little too playful. His first message was direct: just looking for fun! She was just bored that day and not sure what she wanted so she ...

Inhibition removal therapy. Not officially recognised, not covered by my insurance. Quite possibly very dodgy. Dodgy as fuck, Lindsay would say, if she hadn't been the one to recommend it.
It was just after my divorce. "It could help you become more comfortable with yourself," she said. "Listen, Annie, humans are supposed to have sex, and they're supposed to enjoy it. I'm not shaming you, and if you're happy then of course you shouldn't try it. But if not, what do you have to lose?"...

CHANGING TIMES
The article said: Couples Choosing Open Sexuality. "Could you imagine doing that?" my wife asked as she turned the magazine toward me.
"What's that?" I asked, expecting she had been reading an article on birdwatching or barbecuing steaks.
"Letting me fuck other men," she said, "and you wanting the freedom to fuck other men's wives?"...

Monica was just going through the motions. Her job, and life had become mundane. She wasn't angry about it or anything, just resigned to it. At 45 years old, she was divorced, a single adult child who was away at college which she was funding while her son's father was busy plowing through twenty year olds while hopped up on testosterone and dick pills. Turns out they didn't actually like each other that much and when their son was a teenager and they didn't have him to focus on, there wasn't much keeping t...

Gina had just gone on a business trip and yet two weeks later the boss already wanted her to fly out again. Last time she had to leave on Easter, this time it was Mother's Day. It was as if the company was purposefully trying to ruin her holidays. But they paid the bills and she was important to the company so there was no reason to cry too much about it so she packed her bags and prepared to fly to Minnesota for work....

This series is a quiet look into women's fantasies--the kind that don't come out in loud words, but in sighs, silence, and secrets.
You don't have to start with first chapter. Each chapter-except this introductory one -is a standalone story, inspired by a different facet of being a woman.
These stories aren't meant to shock. They unfold slowly. They're about the kind of desire that lives in the mind, in memory, in the places we don't always speak from...

It was just getting dark on my birthday, and our camping friends, Kara and Mark, were at our site and I was sitting on the step playing fetch with our new puppy. He dropped the ball between my legs and it went under the step.
My wife's friend Kara, a beautiful brunette who had always flirted with me, ran over, bent down and laid her head between my legs, reaching under me to retrieve the ball. I immediately saw her cleavage and got a faint whiff of her perfume and I got hard instantly and she felt it on ...

"It was only supposed to happen once."
That's what I told myself the first time Dale slid inside me. The second time too. The fifth time. Every damn time he fucked me like he had something to prove. And somehow, he always did.
Once became twice. Twice turned into every time we saw each other--and lately, that's nearly every day....

Ewan fully realized that dancing naked around a fire, chanting and swaying in a forest glen with arms raised to the moon wasn't appropriate for a guy raised Catholic. He laughed and flung the thought away, concentrating on the ritual and the naked witch dancing sensuously beside him in the firelight....

California Summer
By Magda McKune
Part Two
CHAPTER 5
I went to my bedroom and lit two taper candles on the dresser. I snapped off the light, casting the room into the dim orange glow of the flickering flames. I shed my clothes and crawled on top of the bed, stretching out and waited for my companion to join me....

It's 6.15 a. m. You are already at the office in preparation for the meeting. An important day for you, so having showered an hour ago you dress in the outfit picked out the night before; tailored navy trousers, black heels and a white silk shirt. Underwear is pretty, not 'everyday' but not over the top either -- the kind with enough lace and sheer panels to make you feel good. The outfit is completed with a fine silver chain with a heavy hanging bar which is noticeable through the three buttons of your shi...

"That's another hour I'm not getting back," I thought to myself as I watched my date drive off.
I had just been on a disastrous Tinder date. She did match her profile picture, which was an improvement on a lot of my recent matches, but we had nothing in common. It was like someone else had been replying to her messages when we had been arranging to meet. Add that to her spending almost all of the time on her phone replying to messages from her friends and it was not the recipe for success. I did the gent...

During college one of my friends would collect our cash and rent a big trailer-mounted hot tub for a weekend when his parents were away. It was super big, I think we maxed out at 15 people in it at one point. Everyone loved it, and the intimacy of everyone being half naked together added some spice.
Our second night of hot-tubbing people started to drift back inside just before midnight, and Susan and I were the only two left in the hot tub. One by one I noticed all of the lights inside eventually turnin...

We laid entwined on the lounger for a few more minutes, Aimee topless and wrapped in my arms as she came back to earth from her multisensory extravaganza of an orgasm.
The smoke from the finished fireworks show wafted overhead. Sporadic explosions continued popping off in the distance.
Aimee sighed deeply and said, "I need a shower. Do you want to come with me?"...

Jill was tiny. Extremely tiny. She was a coworker, and couldn't have weighed more than 95 lbs, at most. She was Filipino, but the shape of her eyes was noticeable-- they were quick, delicately structured, and always perfectly framed by her eyeliner.
In fact, she did everything very carefully and directly. When sitting at her desk, her back was ramrod straight. She rarely wasted time, ever....

As Bobbie went up the escalator to the boarding lounges she looked back to see Emma standing below her, on the other side of the security gates. Usually it was her best friend and lover going up and away, on an assignment interstate, while she stayed behind and watched her go. She saw Emma wave, forlorn, by herself. It wasn't right. The long fall of Emma's hair caught a glint of sunlight from the high windows, almost a halo. Bobbie swallowed, shook her head, and with a final wave, she turned to walk into th...

Both of us were ready for this trip. Not an actual vacation, but a few days at the beach. I'd met Ron at the beach we were going to, and we had both fond memories and places we treasured. We'd fly down, rent a car, and stay at a friend's beachside condo. And I was looking for more than a few days at the beach; our sex life needed revving up!...

Sunshine Coast. Part 9. Rebecca.
It wasn't hard to find the Dawson property. I'd driven Annabelle up the road leading along the point, until I came to a rock wall with large metal gates. A high fence stretched away on either side of the wall. Set into the rocks was a shiny brass plaque 'AMAROO'.
It was just after 3pm and I was only a couple of minutes late, which was surprising considering the hold ups in trying to get away from the surf club. The last thing I'd needed at the time was Gracie and Sharo...

In just a few days time Brooke had learned to swim, been fucked silly by her father's best friend not once but twice, and had been given a very interesting tutorial on bisexuality from Tina which was extremely exciting.
She'd been filmed having sex, was eagerly awaiting her next swimming lesson from Kevin and wishing that her parents would extend their vacation....

It was supposed to be a simple double date, until an acquaintance from work made a mess of everything. I was pleasantly surprised when his date Stacy, called me, suggesting the three of us go out, without him, and enjoy the evening anyway.
I was up for going out with two beautiful women and planned on enjoying the evening without expectations. Stacy and I got along so well on the three way date with Connie at the drive-in that we ended up fucking each other silly after taking Connie home, then dating and...

This chapter takes place immediately following Ch. 14 so read that one first. As always, please rate and comment. Merci, Petitmort
The afternoon sun hovered on the horizon as Jessica led Emily up the steps to the gazebo which clung to the cliff behind her beach house in Pleasure Point.
She was carrying a couple of wineglasses and a freshly opened bottle of Sauvignon Blanc....

I woke to the delicious feeling of my cock being enveloped in a warm, soft mouth. On the basis that when I went to bed the night before I had been alone, the most likely explanation was that I was being attacked by a horny cat burglar, the only plus side was that it was probably a horny female cat burglar as I could feel the swish of soft long hair around my cock and balls, either that or it was a really fucked-up Hell's Angel, in which case I was in serious trouble....

Charlie made some soup and a sandwich for his dinner that night and spent the hour reflecting on his time with Renee Bridges. It was an incredibly fun day, and if she wasn't Donna's mother he would for sure want to spend a whole lot more time with her. But she WAS Donna's mom, and if their secret was exposed something else would be certain; he would feel like shit for a long time! "What to do; what to do?" he said to himself out loud....

Neighbours
It was the kind of slow-burning summer afternoon that made the air feel thick. Nick stood by the old eucalyptus that leaned out over the backyard fence. The bark was peeling in pale strips, and the lowest branch, the one with a knot he could grip like a handle, summoned him again.
He looked once toward the house. No movement. His dad wouldn't be back from the shop for another hour and he'd already finished mowing the grass. There was enough time. Nick wiped his palms on his shorts and climb...

### this is a slow burn psychological story, so don't expect fireworks in the first few chapters. If that isn't your thing, this story probably isnt for you. Otherwise, read on, I hope you enjoy it, all feedback is appreciated. ###
The light filtered into his bedroom at 6 a. m., just like always. He rolled over, ready to drift back to sleep....

Lacy and Steve, kitchen euphoria
As usual Steve was up early, just back from his morning run, having left the love nest with Lacy about an hour earlier. However not before he woke Lacy from her peaceful slumber with a quick steamy ravishing with his throbbing morning glory.
Lacy had gone right back to an erotic dreamy slumber while Steve was out pounding the trail in the cool morning air....

We bought a new travel trailer a couple of weeks ago, an upgrade from what we were using.
Driving it home with my wife I casually mentioned "we'll have to christen it tonight." As much to hear her response, it was also sex night for us so I was giving her a little tease.
"Absolutely" she responded, making me get hard right away....

It was a Friday, which meant Carrie was off to book club until later tonight, and Joseph was home alone for the next few hours. He spent his morning mowing the lawn, then he took some time to weed the garden. A few days of unmanaged growth had his flowers nearly crowded out by all sorts of unwanted greens. He was satisfied by the end of it, though....

Zach and Cabin on Halfmoon Lake
Zach saves a boy and pleasures the Mom
WARNING: This short story involves scenes of graphic sex including light domination, oral and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old....