Your erotic stories

Nothing makes you feel quite like a loser then spending your Saturday night trying to impress women, and ending the night at the bar downing drinks with your gay friend. That was my life for nearly a year. I would get dressed up and head to the bar at about 8:00. I tried to talk to the women who came in. I thought I was pleasant.

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When my husband and I travel I like to tease him when it gets later at night and he is starting to get tried of driving. I carry my vibrator in the glove compartment, when it would get dark I would pull it out, lay back the seat and masturbate for him. This would keep him awake and me ready for when we got to our destination.

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~Part 1~ "Hold on a second," I said through my phone as I was standing in the parking lot looking for my car keys. Ah, found them! "Alright, what were you saying?" My best friend, Laura, always tends to ramble on a little and if I'm being honest, I occasionally tune some of the less important parts out. "I was seeing what you were doing tonight. Wanna come over? I'm bored."

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This is my first submission and I'm not sure where this is going. It's a project I've been working on when it pleases me. I finally decided to submit it as I find I write more often if there are other people who want me to continue a story. This is also my first erotic story, though I have yet to get to that part. Any comments on my writing, good or bad, would be wonderful to hear as I love getting feed-back.

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"I should call the cops and charge you with rape," Kristi said. "I'm not sure it's rape when you beg me to fuck you," Ryan replied. "Temporary insanity." Ryan laughed sarcastically. "Insane with lust." Mother and son were sitting in Ryan's college apartment, less than twenty four hours since the nineteen year old student fucked his thirty nine year old mother on the lawn of a nearby house.

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"I have never...had a one night stand." I lifted my glass and took a drink. Dan and Serena did likewise, smiling as they drank from their large mugs while Erin sat back and watched with a smug expression. "Okay," Dan said, wiping his mouth as he set his beer back down on the table. "My turn." We all turned our attention towards him as he stroked his chin as if trying to think of something to say.

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Five years ago my wife Sue and I left behind the dark, dank climate and the economic and political doom and gloom of England in search of a new life in the beautiful, peaceful and sunny Languedoc region of the South of France. Both of us are keenly interested in good food, cooking, and enjoying the odd glass or three of wine.

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He talked about it all the time, in the context of a fantasy. Most of our fantasy talk usually became a reality eventually. That's what I find so exiting about him. We read, shop and fantasize together and then when the opportunity presents itself we instinctively act it out without hesitation. This particular fantasy however required the consent of another individual, my very good friend Becky.

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters are the work of the author's imagination and any similarity to actual persons or places is coincidental or used fictitiously. This is a copyrighted work which may not be reproduced in part or in whole without the author's permission. All characters are 18 years of age or more.

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Tay opened his eyes, waiting for the headache to kick in. The night before had been great, they had finally managed to get the whole group together again for the first time since they left University. With everyone scattered across the country it had taken a year to manage.

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