Erotica

Living in the projects of Chicago is exactly how it sounds. A nightmare. To make matters worse, my mom’s usually fucked up on whatever drug she can find half the time, doing some unsavory things in order to maintain her fix. We’ve all had to do things we’re not proud of to survive in this hell hole, myself included. Being a small, pale skin, “sissy” white boy in a place like this has made me an easy target. Especially without a dad to protect me, he left a long time ago. It’s bad enough that I’m constantly confused for a girl...

I am in need of a sexy male who is capable of showing a woman what it means to go limp with desire. I need a man who can take me from behind as he tunnels his strong fingers into my thick locks and grab hold, tightening his grip as he forced my head back against his chest. I want his tongue to caress the curve of my shoulder, trailing with hot intent toward the exposed lobe of my right ear and just as his breath begins to send shivers down my spine, his will take that sensitive bit of flesh...

My First Time, Twice By: Ariel Levy When I was fourteen years old, I decided it was time to lose my virginity. Precocity had always been my thing. As an only child, I spent most of my youth around adults, which made me sound sort of like one. By early adolescence I had become so accustomed to being told I was mature, it seemed obvious to me that this next benchmark had to be hit early in order to maintain my identity. I was curious about sex. But mostly, I had a reputation to uphold. (I was pretty much the only...

I remember flashes at first... It had been a long day of work. As a construction worker, my days are filled with constant physical labor. Most days I trudge home, kiss the wife on the cheek, go to shower, grab something to eat and wind down. We'll watch some TV and chat about our day... But generally, I'm calling it quits around 930... But last Friday was different.... I had lost a drill head about four feet into some rock. We needed to get that head... We can't drill again until we find and free it.... So we call for a...

Sometimes things happen in life that shouldn't. For the most part these impromptu events are soon enough overcome and forgotten. However, very occasionally individuals feelings can outweigh events and an instance such as this occurs below. I have an idea this particular story will have limited appeal, but I felt it worthwhile to run with it anyway. Do remember, this is a work of fiction, written firstly for my own enjoyment, and submitted for what I hope will be the readers enjoyment. Again, please feel free to leave constructive comments. Dear Ann I guess the last thing you would have expected...

Chapter One: In which we begin our modern tale of erotic romance… Tommy. 'Mmm, that's right Jade.' Toooooommyyyyy. 'Don't stop, I'm almost there Jade.' Damn it Tommy, wake up! *Whack* Tommy felt a smack across his face, instantly forcing him from his lustful slumber. 'Damnit! I was about to cum too!’ Tommy thought to himself as he felt his, now, red hot cheek. Tommy, rubbing his eyes of sleep, focused at the hundred and twenty pound, God sculpted object of his desires, straddling his waist. It might have been the sudden interruption of one of his happy dreams, or it could...

HEAD NURSE, SHARING LOVE [Author’s Note: I have reprised parts of HEAD NURSE to give you, dear reader, some background, but this story is a stand-alone rather than chapter two of a previous story. As in HEAD NURSE most of the story is true, but I hope you don’t know which parts so that the involved parties may continue to remain hidden from public disclosure and I may remain undetected from the authorities. Enjoy] CHAPTER 1 “Oooooh, Doctor, right there…yesss..that is perfect,” my patient, Mary Quinn, whispered as I gently pressed my hand onto her muff, one finger slipping easily between...

Prologue Getting old is never fun, especially when you’re a woman. Men get more distinguished. Women just get old. At least most women do. I am one of the lucky few that fall into the MILF category. When I first heard the term I was outraged. Now I relish being referred to as such. It’s all I have left. A mere four years ago I had it all. A beautiful home; a loving husband; and four lovely children. But then Nikki—our oldest child—went off to college. Lexxi followed the year after. Then it was Candy’s turn. Once Barbie—our youngest—left the nest...

Michael had planned the night well. He had told Silk he had to stay late for an a meeting and so she had said she would meet him later at his house but that she had to stop by her apartment to pick up a few things. This was perfect for Michael’s plans. Silk had mentioned that the idea of rape sort of excited her. A controlled situation where she knew there was no real danger. Michael knew many girls actually found this erotic and didn’t mind indulging her fantasy, but he also knew it worked best if it was early...

It had been a small gathering in Jinx's studio apartment. We had been sitting on Jinx's large four poster bed. When the ohers left, I stayed behind to say my goodbyes to Jinx, because this was the fist time I had met her. The four poster had been intriguing me. I had been looking at the carving at the foot , and I was intrigued. Er---ropes? I asked.. How did you know? The marks on the bedposts. Nice four-poster bed, by the way. Thanks. You're pretty observant. You into bondage? I hedged a bit. Not exactly into it. I've read some...