Life as a Courtesan

I am a slave to my own beauty, silly as it seems, it is true. I am a courtesan, to the sultan, he is my master, and I am his pet. I am the head courtesan, the others despise me, I have my own suite and my own slaves, a large amount of jewelry, and a

spanking party

It had been two years leaving with a boy, my sexual life was complete. He was a boy five years greather than i and that towards feeling to me very young next to him, for that reason it gave the reason him in many things although not outside my comple

The First Time

I was nineteen years old near the end of the summer of 1977. To say that I was sexually inexperienced would be an understatement. I had made out with a girl one time. During the course of this frantic kissing spree I had moved my hand to her breast,

The Summer

It was a hot steamy day in “the meadows.” My boyfriend and I had decided to go on a picnic. When we got to the lake. We had remembered that we had forgotten our bathing suits. So we just decided to eat our lunch and worry about our bathing suits late

Camp Sex- Part I

Her name was Rebecca. She was the most beautiful and sumptuous creature I had ever laid eyes on. She was not incredibly well endowed, nor was she ten feet tall with legs that ran up to the bottom of her neck. In many respects, she was a normal girl.

Camp Sex- Part I

Her name was Rebecca. She was the most beautiful and sumptuous creature I had ever laid eyes on. She was not incredibly well endowed, nor was she ten feet tall with legs that ran up to the bottom of her neck. In many respects, she was a normal girl.

Newfound Lovers at Play

Carmen and I arrive at the bus with the whole softball team after a very long and vigorous game that we won. As you can tell everyone is tired and we decide to start playing a movie. As soon as the movie starts Carmen asks me to come sit with her.

My Wife & The Salesgirl

My wife is an extremely glamorous 40 year old that really enjoys shopping,as you will discover.
This particular day Marie asked me to accompany her on a shopping trip to one of the Eastern Suburbs of Sydney ( Double Bay)as she wanted to buy a new pa

E-mail to Kelly

ok

So yesterday morning at 3am I woke up all hot in between my legs—-I
have
been masturabating much more lately, dreaming about the good sex I had
w/ my
sweet boy

And I tried and tried to get back to bed, but I just ached with longing

Me and my Bob

“Honey, what you need is a good Bob.”
“Excuse me?” I was talking to my friend Pearl over dinner. We had just been discussing the fact that I hadn’t gotten laid in a few months.
“Bob, a battery operated boyfriend.”
“You mean a v

Basketball

Basketball

The sun was down and the moon was up. The stars glittered in the night sky like hopeful lights in a void of darkness. The water was cold as it rushed up the beach to meet my feet. I could feel the sand on the backs of my legs and arms,

My Friend Irma

One of the perks one gets as a result of writing erotic stories is the feedback, some of which is quite interesting. One such feedback message to one of my stories led to a fantastic adventure, one that I’m itching to tell while it’s still fresh in

A Rainy Night

It was raining outside and I was enjoying the drops on my face from my window. The plush green lawn was looking so beautiful and the smell of rain on soil mixed with fragrance of flowers was driving me crazy. I love rain and want to be with my loved

Love to Pee

Our trip to NY was wonderful but six long hours in the car was starting to get to my bladder. This is a true story and I hope you get wet reading it…

As I began to feel the pressure I knew that we had to stop soon. I have always loved to push m

The Professionals

I have had many, many watersports experiences with many prostitutes over the past five or six years.

Most professionals will accommodate this urge, but of course it is best if you notify them an hour or so beforehand, so they can prepare by drink

Quyngo PT 2

I’m not really sure what happened next-It happened so fast but it involved Quy punching Mike square in the chest driving him backwards! He absorbed the blow but was half smileing/half grimacing in pain while the rest of the guys were laughing at him

Quyngo

I was laughing hysterically at the certain anecdote or “Rant” with which my friend regailed me. He had cited a recent example of how (in his mind),women were creatures of pure random whim and were therefore,-the soul embodiment of all that is illogic

Quy Pulled A Train!

After a few months, I got a little tired of hearing the truth distorted beyond all recognition. “Quy pulled a train”…”Yeah,-I heard the shit- she did it with like 15 or 20 guys!” “What a Slut!”

The fact of the matter is that if a young girl wants

The Neighbor

This story began on a hot summer evening when I was about 9 or 10. My friend and I raised rabbits and would often be seen entering each other’s backyard unescorted. This particular evening my friend and his sexy mom had left the house to go shopping