Your erotic stories

One of my secret fantasies that I've never told anyone is my desire to live one day as a woman so that I can know what it's really like to have lesbian sex. It's such an enormous frustration to have this desire for woman-on-woman contact and be forever denied a truly immersive role. While a man may join two women in sexual play, he can never be one of them and must always be only an observer of that special connection between two women, never a participant. And so I present this little tale wherein my ultimate fantasy is realized...

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The weatherman missed the mark again. Sitting in his cozy tv studio this morning while I readied myself for another day at the office, he claimed that today the city would see the mid 50's and its fair share of sunshine. In other words, it was supposed to be a gorgeous autumn day. That's the last time I listen to him. I'll be damned if it was more than 35 degrees in the city this evening. The wind picked up again, a cold hand sliding over my face and through my hair on its journey through the streets.

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They were outfitting the office with new everything; computer, printer, fax, you name it. Being typical 26 year olds familiar with technology, neither Alana nor Rene was afraid to try hooking it all up themselves, but when the guy from the electronic store offered to do it for free when he showed up to deliver everything, they figured, why not?

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The naked woman next to me takes the five dice with her right hand, cups it with her left, and looks at me as she shakes them up. There's a sparkle in her hazel eyes and a wry smile as she watches me watching her tits shake up and down as she jostles the dice in her hand. I'm thinking that perhaps they're the size of baseballs, and the weight makes them slightly sag. I would love to heft one in my hand to see if I got the size right. "Come on, give me 250."she says dropping the dice on the table.

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Lindsey woke at 11:30 a.m., groggy but not hung over. Her boyfriend Steve was passed out, naked, on the bed next to her. Lindsey shook him gently, but he didn't stir. There was a used condom on the bed, and she vaguely remembered him fucking her for a brief period before passing out the previous night.

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He was sitting on the couch opposite me, wearing only a T-Shirt and trunks. Beer in his hand, champagne in mine, we were talking about anything that mattered and everything that didn't. We were just enjoying relaxing together, having a laugh. As I was listening to him tell me one of his funny stories I placed my feet on the couch beside him. I ran my hands along my legs till I reached the top of my knee high stiletto boots.

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On Caitlin's thirtieth birthday, she woke to find a letter on her husband's pillow. "Open at 10 AM," it said. She looked at the clock. It was 8:15. She looked back at the envelope, and considered it. If she opened it now, there was absolutely no way Richard could know. Right? As logical as that seemed, Caitlin didn't trust that. Richard had a way of knowing these things.

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I consider myself to be a cheerful and easy going person by nature, but my god some days just defy anyone's ability to stay jovial. My default setting is happy unless something happens to piss me off, and some days it all just seems to come at once!

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