Your erotic stories

Hamish pulled into the parking space beside the red Fiesta and smiled at the young woman who was leaning against it’s bonnet. She gave a small wave of recognition and walked slowly round to the driver’s side of Hamish’s car. As it was a warm summer’s day she was dressed in a light coloured top and a tight fitting skirt, not too short but enough to show off her smooth shapely legs.

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The Sunday we met Brian and Belinda was full of apprehension and nerves. What in Gods name were we doing, was this a good thing for a relationship, was it abnormal, were we kinky??? All of those questions and more flew through our minds and emotions. John was in love with me I knew that but the questions still played on my mind. He too was as nervous as a kitten and wondered if we where doing the right thing.

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When a man comes home to his wife and a houseful of women, it's either really good or really bad, especially when the conversation stops as soon as the door opens. And most especially when the women looking at him have those expressions suggesting they know something he doesn't (and of course they do -- it's always that way). His wife stepped forward and walked toward him.

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I'd flown through Germany a few times in the past but this time I'd decided to actually stopover and have a look around. My flight arrived in Frankfurt mid-afternoon on a Friday and as soon as I got in my hire car I found myself in gridlock traffic. I waded through it as the afternoon settled in and the rain clouds built up. By evening the city gave way to rolling green hills and I was on a motorway heading god knows where.

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Dr. Jayde Munroe stood at the entrance to her dream. 'The Clinic' had taken her three years of hard work but finally it was complete. It was an idea borne from Jayde's experience of working with sexually dysfunctional couples. She had found she had a natural inclination to understand the barriers to sexual liberation and had helped many couples find a new spark through trying new sexual experiences.

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She sat in the sparkling white office in the scratchy, thin paper robe that they make everyone wear. Perched upon the barely cushioned table that sported a pair of metal torture devices that forces women to lie in the most completely vulnerable position, she waited for her turn with an unsympathetic doctor. Yes, Jodi could say without a doubt, that she hated getting her yearly pap smears.

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I had often fantasized about my sister-in-law when I had been married to my first wife. The ex-wife was the youngest of 3 sisters from Finland and her middle sister was a knockout, just oozing sexuality. While Sara was cute as hell and sexually willing, there was an immaturity to her that her sister Ana didn't have at all.

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He was working on designs for a new office building but his mind was constantly being diverted to wondering whose email he was to receive tonight. All he could think about was undressing and playing with his cock as he read and answered the messages that were always there. He had been corresponding with a number of single men and women in addition to a couple and had been having regular cybersex with them for quite a while now.

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He had long sought to be rid of the burden that he was carrying. It was no hidden secret that Sara was making him miserable. There, on his face, were the lines of anxiety and discontent. That night they had had one of the biggest arguments of their relationship. Finally, he had admitted to himself that he could wear this cloak no more, and told her it was over. She tried to protest, but he stood firm on his decision, and escorted her and her belongings out of his home.

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Sometimes it is so easy to step through that door, the one that separates the realm of the real from the world of the unreal. That door can come disguised as any normal experience or object. Certain times of the year and/or day that door will swing open easier than other times. It seems that Halloween is one of those times that the separation between the visible and invisible is at its thinnest point.

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