Erotica: Spin around the block

She could hear them laughing in the den while she rinsed off dishes and placed them in an orderly fashion in the dishwasher. Dinner had been a success, and she beamed with pride as she remembered all the accolades she'd received throughout the meal. "You've got yourself quite the little chef there," he'd said to her husband as he scraped every last bit of food off his plate … [Read more...]

Erotica: Mr. and Mrs. Shameless Switch It Up

There were two other scenes in progress when they claimed their spot near the center of the large play space. "Are you ready, pumpkin?" he asked, a wide grin on his face. "Yes, Sir," she responded. "Go ahead and get started, then." He leaned back against the large padded table and watched her take a step back. She lifted her arms dramatically overhead and bent at the … [Read more...]

Erotica: Mr. and Mrs. Shameless at Newbie Night

"Get dressed. We're going out tonight." She'd been laying on her belly in an old t-shirt and knee-high socks tossing popcorn into her mouth while watching reruns on Netflix. Turning to her side, she asked with her mouth full. "Where are we going?" "It's newbie night at the dungeon, pumpkin," She bolted out of bed and was dressed and ready in less than ten minutes. "Is … [Read more...]

Erotica: Barter

I was spending a lot of time online, chatting, taking my clothes off, being every man's fantasy - you know, your average 20 year-old pastime. By virtue of the fact that I live in a rather largely populated area, several in my internet man harem were local guys. I always had extra fun flirting with those. One night, I really wanted a pack of cigarettes, but I didn't want … [Read more...]

Erotica: A Seduction Story

I stirred as light shifted and the shadows danced on the ceiling. Thoughts incoherent. Cold. Foreign. Conversations with invisible friends, flashes of flesh on flesh, a woman's cry, a man's grunt. My cry. His voice. Stirring again. Fingers touching me - slowly, up my thigh, lightly across my labia. Warmth on a nipple. I hear a gasp. It sounds familiar. It's mine. My nipple cold … [Read more...]