Erotica

A Ghostly Haunting Chapter Two by Simon Fear It was two weeks later since her dad had bought the old Selmer House, and now it was going to be her first night to live in the house. Ashley unloaded the boxes that were marked with her name from her mom’s Ford Expedition. As she walked into the house she saw all of the furniture that the moving men had carted in during the week from her old home back in the city. After her dad had signed the paperwork making him owner of the Selmer place they had gone back one...

Alice and I had holidayed together for several years, twice a year we would go to Europe somewhere for a week to catch the sun as neither of our partners enjoyed the heat. We both had hectic jobs and appreciated the relaxation that a girlie holiday could offer. I was a tall brunette, good bones, large bust, I guess you’d call me Amazonian in body structure. Alice was petite, very fair, with a lovely set of boobs but very fine and dainty. We always had a laugh together, relaxed in our own skins and comfortable to be together, often sleeping in...

The Golf Course part 1 This is my first story everyone so bare with me! My names Will I’m 18 and I’m about 5’8 quite broad shouldered and full of muscle…not that has anything to do with what I’m about to tell you! A few years ago me and my friends used to go into the woods and get drunk! It was like an outdoor party! We had a special spot under a motorway bridge which we reffered to as ‘the bridge’ which was right outside a golf course, but ill tell you about that later. After a few weeks more...

I first became aware of my pussy’s power when I was 14. I was just developing- fine brown fuzz had sprouted between my legs, my breasts were swelling gently to ripeness and the lips of my fanny were starting to hang down just that little bit more. Maybe it was this that released their scent, maybe it’s just in the nature of the male but I noticed I was getting a lot of longer looks from the men and boys I passed on the street. They were more interested, more appraising and I saw their eyes run up and down my...

My Secret Life PREFACE I began these memoirs when about twenty-five years old, having from youth kept a diary of some sort, which perhaps from habit made me think of recording my inner and secret life. When I began it, had scarcely read a bawdy book, none of which, excepting Fanny Hill, appeared to me to be truthful: that did, and it does so still; the others telling of recherche eroticisms or of inordinate copulative powers, of the strange twists, tricks, and fancies of matured voluptuousness and philosophical lewdness, seemed to my comparative ignorance as bawdy imaginings or lying inventions, not...

My name is Vanessa. I am a thirty-year-old woman who recently lost her beloved husband to a war overseas. I recently moved to Washington state to this old house in the country, which was previously owned by an elderly woman who, can I say is a shut-in. She was getting down on her health as I understood it and went to live with her daughter. For this reason, she sold the house really cheap, about one-hundred-and-fifty grand, which is not bad considering the ten acres of land and the three-thousand square foot home. The house is two stories and completely furnished...

Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-30”. *** Have you ever had one of those...

This is part 8 of Help!. It continues from parts 1-7. Enjoy :) ... *** “Well then sexy boy, I guess I’m gonna have to show you an experience that you will never forget!” “Oh and what do you have in mind there Danny boy?” “Ha-ha, wanna find out?” “Yeah...” Jake replied lovingly before kissing Daniel quickly on his cheek, “but that can wait ‘til later. We really need to get back home. Your parents are worried sick about you!”. Contemplating in his head, Jake suddenly felt a wave of guilt rush over his entire body. He felt guilty not because...

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>CHAPTER 1 : Flight to London >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> LAST CALL FOR FLIGHT 1624 NON-STOP TO LONDON HEATHROW AIRPORT! Shit! I ran down the terminal in Atlanta to catch my flight to England. I slept in for more than an hour and had to skip breakfast at the hotel. Traffic wasn't too bad but the security checkpoint was a nightmare thanks to TSA. I heard the last call for my flight to London. I had to start running because the gate was on the complete other side of the terminal...just my luck. When I finally make it to the gate, the gate...

Rare Lascivious English Classic. this is a book written by an English gentleman of considerable wit, command of the language, and imagination of Rabelaisian order. Erotic as are the tales, they are far from being filthy, while a plot of thrilling interest runs throughout the work, binding all the stories together..The book 'The Adventures of Grace and Anna' has been subtitled 'The thrilling experiences of two girls looking for love and lust.' Two fun-loving girls of the 1910s discover love and lust among the idle rich and the well-proportioned poor in this insightful excursion into the erotic mores and morals of...