All thanks to my editor shygirlwhore, as ever. This one is a little experimental in nature, an attempt to build eroticism mainly without sexual content. Let me know if it worked… * * * * * As Rosaline entered, the sun was slanting low through the expansive south-facing floor-to-ceiling windows of the room. There was an airy freshness to the scene, invigorating, exactly what she needed at the beginning of her workout. The arrayed gym equipment was new, still bearing the lustre of recent acquisition in shiny stainless steel, crisp matte-black rubber and plastic; a miniature maze of metal poles and mechanisms. * * * She had taken her time…

Thank you so much for the comments and votes! I know this installment took longer, but between holidays and family it was difficult to get the girls from my head and onto the page. I’d love to know what you think, so please comment and vote! ***** JJ drove them to a small bar near the center of town. Ashley was familiar with it, but had never gone inside. She was pleasantly surprised by the warm, tasteful furnishings. Wood gleamed under the florescent lights, tables spread throughout while the bar had tall stools pushed underneath. Posters advertising various beers hung on the walls. Televisions mounted on the walls silently displayed…

Totally fictional. Everyone is over 18. ***** I still can’t believe that worked. Not only did it work but… I’m getting ahead of myself. My name is Andrea. I’m a 5’4″ blonde with an athletic runners body which makes sense considering I’m in college on a running scholarship. My friend Jamie is extremely similar to me. I mean really similar. People usually mistake us for sisters. We share clothes all the time and even have similar tits which is handy for sharing bras. Oh, and did I mention we run track together so even muscle tone is the same? My boyfriend’s name is Jeremy who also happens to be Jamie’s…

It had been a gruelling couple of weeks on the road. We were all getting tired – not to mention cranky – and the idea of keeping it up for another couple of weeks was almost enough to make a man cry. Now, to top it off, we were back stage at a stadium where a show had been cancelled at the last minute, leaving us with a suddenly free evening. Or, to put it another way, taking away the one reason we had to be on the road in the first place. I didn’t know how the other band members were handling things, all I knew was that getting…

I woke up the next day in my hotel room, cover half covering my flesh. A little dazed with what had happened yesterday/last night. Did I really fuck a hot black man in the restaurant of this beautiful resort? I was not sure with what had happened, I felt a little dazed, confused however really dirty and comfortable with what happened. I gulped as I thought of how good his cock had felt thrusting in and out of my tight pussy. It had been a while since I had been last fucked anyway… that wasn’t the point… Or was it? I wasn’t sure why I had let him do all…

“Man, it’s hot in here,” I thought, as I entered the shower room after my heavy post-christmas workout. I was surprised to see it empty, as it was usually full of naked women, cooling off after their sessions in the gym. I’m not a lesbian by any stretch of the imagination, but sometimes I find myself staring at their hot bodies, wondering what it would be like to touch them, taste them. I winced as the cool water hit my bare skin, running in a river between my fairly large but firm breasts. I’m only nineteen so they’re still wonderfully pert. I grabbed my shower gel and squeezed a generous…

Sometimes I imagine that my cock is a dragon. If my cock were a dragon, he would be a deep reddish gold, and bigger than a horse. He’d have two strong legs and two bat wings with a span even longer than he is. He’d have scaly pointed fox ears, whiskers, long sharp teeth, and eyes that you’d better not look into. During the day, the dragon sleeps, curled up in a ball like a cat. If he wakes when I am in the office, the hum of the computers and the dull glow of the fluorescent lights make him stretch, yawn, and go back to sleep. But at night…

This is a true account the first time I gave another man a blowjob. I was recently divorced, in my early 50s and had never been with another man. I traveled a lot on business, and many of those trips took me to St. Louis, where this happened. I had a routine trip this time. I arrived midday and drove directly from the airport to a video arcade across the river in East St Louis. I had been introduced to this area by some customers who wanted to go to the strip clubs after dinner on one of my early trips to St Louis. I went to the arcade during…

My favorite sweet thing. Besides you, of course. I was introduced to it as ‘spiders eggs’. I think some people have called it ‘frogs eggs’. I suppose most people just call it tapioca pudding. And now I am going to combine my two all-time favorite sweets. We sit, naked, at the dining room table and I place the small container of tapioca pudding you have brought home for me between us. You eye the open container. I don’t know if you want the tapioca as much as you want the way I might feed it to you. I take the container from you and I dip a breast into it,…

Author’s note: This fictional tale includes interracial incest, mature and group sex, and a bit of violence (non-sexual). All depicted sex involves conscious live humans aged 18+. This sequel to a requested revision of AS SIMPLE AS BLACK AND WHITE? (With significant changes in relationships) is told from Isadora’s POV. Enjoy! *****(Who the fuck are we? We are family!)***** It all started when Rory saved my ass. It all ended with… well, no, it has not ended yet. How will it end? WILL it end? I dunno. Let me set this straight. I did not know Rory was my brother when I started fucking him. Really, I did not, no…