erotica stories and histories

It was just after midnight when Angie called. We hadn't spoken since Paul's accident but I just knew it was going to be about Paul. The lateness of the hour did not bode well for the news.
"Hi Angie." I left the silence to dangle. I could hear soft, suppressed sobbing.
"He's dead!"
"Paul?"
Stupid question time....

by PostScript56
I try to avoid meeting the fathers of the women I date. It's sometimes hard to do since some, especially at eighteen, still live at home. It's easy with the ones that board at college, but occasionally I meet a day student too good to pass up. Fathers can get a little touchy, especially since I'm not a long-term relationship kinda guy....

My friend Bill Bixson and I were having lunch at The 5 Spot diner, when he said, "Let's take our wives out tonight, dinner, some dancing, sound good? Miranda said she'd love to go out on another double date night, and if you and Rachel are free tonight, let's do it."
I replied, "Yeah, it sounds great, I'll make sure Rachel hasn't got something else planned."...

It's pretty well known that the streaming series had caused more than one woman to get hot and bothered. That's not specifically why Ellie streamed it, she loved a good historical romance, but it certainly didn't hurt. The show didn't do a lot for Owen but at least it held his interest sufficiently. (Going down on someone wearing that much dress took talent he figured). He was well aware of its reputation, particularly as Ellie had told him about the night she was watching alone and wound up fingering herse...

The machines hummed. The hallway slept. And in the stillness of a night shift, two strangers found where it hurt -- and stayed there.
The hospital hallway is quiet. Too quiet for 2:43 a. m., which makes his steps sound louder than they are.
He finds the nurses' station by accident -- fluorescent hum, stale coffee, and one woman bent over a tray of instruments....

My name is Aarav and I'm 29 years old, married to a beautiful woman Rhea. She is 21 years old and we have a one year old son Ishaan.
It was the middle of the night. Our bedroom was dark except for the faint glow of the night lamp in the corner. I was laying shirtless in nothing but a boxers on my bed. Beside me, my wife Rhea sat up slightly against the bed frame, her long black hair loose, one arm cradling my little son Ishaan, who nursed peacefully on her breast....

Lau had arrived in London seven months ago as an international student at UCL. She was from Vietnam and although she spoke very good English it had taken her a while to adapt living in a new country. She has started to feel more confident now though and tonight is going to be a another big step for her. Tonight will be her third date with an English guy and she had been told what was expected on the third date in western culture!...

The knock on the door brought a grin. Erica had gone to see her friend Carys and do some Christmas shopping (a married lesbian with two adopted boys -Erica has slept with Carys and her wife, but I've not - very much lesbian and not bi) and her sister Alice had taken our kids for a day out to the local Winter fair. It was all quiet at home, and I'd been eagerly anticipating the knock on the door....

My wife has a huge store that she runs. It is a Home Front Store, with nine departments, Men's ware, women's ware, hard ware, drugs, home equipment, office equipment, heath equipment, sex equipment, and a huge kitchen aid department. And each department has a department head. Seven of them are men and the other two are women. She is very busy running the show....

The seatbelt light turned off and all around me, people stood up to gather their bags, but I only stretched and yawned. Usually, I try to get off the plane as soon as I can, but I knew I was facing a long layover in a small airport and had no intention of rushing to the waiting room.
Prompted by the frustrated looks of the person next to me, I grabbed my bag and headed to the door. As I disembarked, my thoughts drifted back to the movie I was watching on the plane, more particularly the leading actress w...

Hello friends. V here from Chennai with one of my travel encounters. Hope you like this story. We had booked bus tickets in a/c sleeper coach from Chennai to Mysore for a function. At the last moment my wife dropped out and her ticket could not be canceled.
Once the bus departed I felt like a maharaja having a big double seat to sleep. I took a nap and suddenly a sound of a baby crying woke me up. I tried to sleep but could not as the baby was crying non- stop. I peeped from my curtains. On the opposite ...

Angie had been searching for extra income for a few weeks to supplement her wages. At 20 years old, her full time job really didn't pay enough to support her lifestyle. She'd thought about cutting back on her social life, but felt that would happen naturally in a few years anyway, and she wanted to enjoy being a young adult....

Josie's Note - This is my first ever contest entry. I've had this idea for an AI story for some time so I hope you enjoy. There's a minor tie-in to my series Nylon Conquest, but you don't have to read that series to enjoy this stand-alone story.
See you on the other side!!!

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Thursday 4:30 PM...

This is the fiftieth episode of my unreliable memoirs, recounting tales from the nineteen eighties. Each episode is self-contained, so you can read them without having read the previous ones.
It is the end of August 1985, Lesley is in Miami with Kate as Daniel prepares to undergo major heart surgery. Meanwhile, Steven's holding the fort in London, supported by Jemima who is rediscovering her mojo....

Its been nine months since the wedding. Pooja and Payal were in my office. I had called an important meeting, as we were getting close to doing IPO for Ps.. it had expanded to 4 locations now and they were quite successful, with an even more successful coffee shops within them. The IPO was to invest in more vertical farms, retail locations and allow all the women working there to share in it's success....

Average Joe - Ch 2 - Five Girls and One Guy
By Nutmegman
Pam and Linda returned and were now back in their bathing suits. They were beside us, watching the heavy kissing. They came closer for a group type of hug, but I could feel them touching themselves, which made me hotter. Finally, Ann pulled away. "Fuck, Joe, that was fucking hot. Wow, what a kiss." She leaned in for another, but Linda and Pam had other ideas, and pushed Ann off me....

They're curled up on the couch, rain against the windows, her feet tucked beneath his thighs as they sip wine. She's showing him old sketches from college -- some half-finished, some painfully good, some that make her roll her eyes.
Ryan grins, pointing to one. "You drew this from life?"
"Yeah. My senior seminar. Figure drawing class."...

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"Can't you keep your hands off me till we get there?" I whisper to Nuel, but be only takes them off my bare thigh and wraps it around my waist. He uses this as leverage and pulls me closer into his body.
"I just can't my love," his breathy whisper on my neck sends sparks all over my skin....

All characters are at least eighteen years of age. All sexually active characters in this story are at least eighteen years of age.
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Monday morning I called Cathy and teased her a bit about losing the rummy card on purpose so she could make out with Brian. "No I didn't," Cathy protested....

I arrive at work first and am sitting in my chair when I feel fingernails drag across my neck bringing chills all the way down my back. "Hope you slept well last night, cause I had the best night's sleep that I've had in a long, long time. And the dreams were even better," she says. I stand up and we are face to face, smiling those stupid, what a great fuck we had smiles. I am happy we are still alone for a few more moments. She leans in, giggles a little and whispers, "My pussy is a little sore but in a re...

I mean, there were a few different reasons why I ended up a sex worker, but the biggest reason was boredom. I was so bored. I was soooo booored, Audrey. I was on vacation with my parents, this was the summer after my sophomore year of college, we were in Italy and they wanted to go to some museum and I was like I'm just gonna go shopping, but I accidentally left my purse in the room and it had my phone and the room key in it and all my money and the front desk pretended like they didn't speak English and I ...

Chasity's Pleasure: Tales from the Edge of the Ranch, a Continuing Story
Prologue: The Road to Her Name
Her name used to be Maybelle.
She hated the way it sounded soft, sweet, like something you might call a kitten or a choir girl. The kind of name men said slowly when they were drunk, thinking it made them gentler. It didn't....

It had been the kind of trip that should've made alone time impossible -- a rented cabin packed with friends, shared rooms, too much beer, and too little sleep. Every time Autumn and Ryan had tried to slip away, someone noticed. Someone teased.
But not tonight.
Tonight, the group had finally scattered -- some passed out in hammocks, others still arguing over card games inside -- and for once, no one was paying attention to who was missing. The stars hung low above the dark trees, and the hot tub at th...

Jill
This was the 5th time you've popped into Misty's Esoterica and Apothecary, you loved browsing the shelves on your way home from work, what treasures you would spy always entertained you and Misty was always welcoming and pleasant to talk to. You were delighted in tarot readings, and the talk of spirituality, untapped powers and long forgotten folklore and facts....

This makes references to characters and events in the Private Game. It is a parallel track to 'Wife and the Businessman.'
This takes place in the era before cell phones, the internet, etc.
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Lynn refilled her water glass in the kitchen and went back to the bedroom. She stood at the foot of the bed. The sheets were rumpled and pillows askew from her and Chris's exertions. She felt so wicked. While making up the bed, she noticed a couple of wet spots. She did...

In order to understand the complex relationships in this series it's better if you read Parts 1 & 2 before beginning this one, although the behaviours can be 'enjoyed' with reading Part 3 alone. ( By way of introduction Jimmy is the lad next door and Mike and Julie are his parents.)
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I felt that I should share my sexperience which I had long ago, at the age of 26. That time I was in Mumbai, staying with my uncle at Andheri, for getting a certificate in A/c and Refrigeration through a institute from Dadar,
After passing out of a diploma course. Now, I will come to the point. I met a gentleman of age 37 yrs called Sandip (name changed for safety) in the institute, who was a instructor in electronics trade, in that institute. He was belonging to my caste and hence he had a special atten...

Mark was out and about running errands. He was tired, he was hungry. He wasn't sure of what he was hungry for, but he knew he didn't want to cook. Kids were gone on a vacation with their mother -his ex-wife- and he had the house and finally some time to himself.
He settled on The Corner Inn. It was a typical Wisconsin looks-nice-on-the-outside place, but it's really just a glorified tavern: beat-up booths, creaky barstools, same patrons in there since about 1983. He'd eaten there before, and they did mak...

I moved into the small house on the edge of the reservation just before the turn of the century. I had a small office in one corner of the house and a larger office in the lodge in the center of it. Several men hung out around the lodge including three of the Chiefs. I slowly got to know a few of them but I had a long way to go to where I wanted. They all were asking when my wife would be coming to live with me? I told them in a few months. They grinned and nodded....

The fluorescent light flickered softly overhead. One machine thudded rhythmically in the corner. The laundry room was warm and quiet--empty this late at night. Or so she thought. Autumn didn't hear him come in.
Her earbuds were in, music playing low as she bent at the waist over the open dryer. She moved lazily, folding warm towels fresh from the spin cycle, still damp at the edges. Her tank top--thin, ribbed, cream-colored--clung to her back, rising high enough to expose a smooth stretch of skin above h...