Your erotic stories

I waited eagerly for you at the door. Peeking through the small windows hoping you wouldn't see me before you got inside the door. The suit I wore was driving me crazy...so tight and hot. My skin couldn't breathe at all and I was getting sweaty. It felt like the 10 min it normally took you to get home from work was taking far too long.

read more

It just 11 o’clock Saturday morning, and we’re still in bed together. We’re alone in our house, spending another lazy weekend day relaxing. I’m still asleep but you’ve been awake for some time; you softly kiss my lips, knowing that it will wake me. We were sleeping in – in each other’s arms – when you woke feeling horny; you’ve been lying next to me in the mood for some sexy fun for countless long minutes, before finally resorting to waking me.

read more

As a psychologist in California, Amber had many contacts with people in show business. Tonight this brought her to a going away party at client's house. The party was being thrown for the cast and crew of a little know show that was launching on a worldwide tour. Elizabeth was a friend of her client, and as near as Amber could professionally guarantee, also the cause of her client's problems.

read more

For the past month or so, my wife Mary had gone out every Saturday night on a "girls night out" with a bunch of her friends. They would go to someone's house for an evening of fun -- laughing, drinking, gossiping, and just doing 'girl stuff' that she would not go into detail about. The wife of a friend of mine from work had gone to a couple of these parties too.

read more

Robbie is spanked by his wife while the neighbor watches Susie had come to the end of her patience with her husband Robbie. He had been complaining all week about every little thing and she was fed up with it. She hadn't disciplined him in several days, which is perhaps why he was misbehaving. So the only solution was to condemn him to the stool for a discipline session.

read more

Richard Secourt watched his television screen raptly, half in awe and half in amusement. Bouncing across the screen was an amazingly awesome blonde beauty with the biggest set of tits he had ever seen. She was wearing a one piece red swimsuit and running down the beach, and those immense jugs bounced up, down, and sideways. How she avoided putting an eye out was beyond him.

read more

"Hey, Tom...er Mr. Fairchild. Did you catch the Ajax ad in the Trib?" Bob Haml stuck his head in the door of the walnut-paneled conference room. Tom Fairchild looked up from the papers on the table and grinned. "Yep. Star night. The wicked wheel strikes again. I'm on the wheel committee this quarter so I was a witness. I wish I could tell you the name of the lady with such bad luck."

read more

Doctor Charlotte Preston sat in her grey wing back chair and lightly tapped her pen across her folio papers. She was listening to her patient Gabriel relate a new story, one about his positive progress. Veterans Day had just passed and every previous year Gabriel had been asked to make an appearance at the local remembrance ceremony but he had always declined. But this year, despite his paralyzing fear, he had gotten out his Dress uniform and he had gone to the ceremony.

read more

The woman entered the hallway and looked around for her client. Her gaze fell upon a man in his mid-forties, nice build, graying hair, business suit and unhappy marriage. Typical for this massage parlor. Although they were all different, different ages, various backgrounds and ethnicities they all had the same look – the look of starvation.

read more

Wendy had spent the morning crying. It was how she had spent every morning of the past two years. It looked to be how she would spend every morning for the rest of her life. The physical suffering was no longer significant. He had said she would adapt, and she had. But the humiliation had never diminished. Rather, it had increased until she could barely think about the continuation of her life.

read more