It was all about the sex, and the sex was always fine. There was a lot of it. I was constantly buoyed along in the afterglow of one orgasm or another. I walked in a fog of sex. I was distracted by it. I bumped into things. There were always bruises. I looked at everyone as a potential partner and it was right to feel this way. Finally my world had caught up to me. I no longer felt like a secret predator, hiding my lust behind a friendly façade. I felt more honest like this. I flirted with intent. I blush guiltily; does he know that I've been stalking him? Me: Hi you, how's Thailand / Laos / wherever the hell you are? Tom, what's going to happen? I've missed you so much, I don't want to spoil our friendship, but I can't lose you again. And I need this time, this place, to myself for a bit. But you can't just waltz in here and do this and expect nothing to change. I don't know what this means to you but everything is going to change." Vénus dans le cloître, ou la religieuse en chemise: Nouvelle édition enrichie de figures gravées en taille douce (in French), by Jean Barrin (Gutenberg ebook)

Les amours du chevalier de Faublas, tome 3/5 (in French), by Jean-Baptiste Louvet de Couvray, illust. by Paul Avril (Gutenberg ebook) More: Insane date story involving poop will make your bad dates seem amazing 4. An unfortunate accident WARNING: These stories contain copious amounts of sex, sin, taboo naughtiness, and bad behavior. They're the Original Sinners, after all. Not the Original Saints. Read at your own risk. The user understands that, as the chat rooms are of temporary nature within a closed environment, the users are permitted to upload adult images as long as the images do not violate any prevalent law and is consistent with the code of conduct, as outlined in this Agreement. So, I've lived in this house that I'm currently living in for about 15 years (since I was 8). Ever since I was 8 I've had the same neighbors. A nice man and a nice older lady. The husband moved out of the house last year to move closer to work (about 2 cities away) and she stayed at the house. They decided to rent the extra rooms out to some college girls.Me: Oh my god! You're home? I've forgotten my embarrassment; I'm so excited to be talking to my old friend again. You're gorgeous." I say. Not "You look well." Or "How are you?" All I can come up with is the truth. He's tanned, toned and bigger than I remember him being, he seems to fill the whole flat, towering above me.

This is my new studio flat containing everything that I own in the world. To a stranger, it might look pathetic, but to me it's perfect. Les amours du chevalier de Faublas, tome 1/5 (in French), by Jean-Baptiste Louvet de Couvray, contrib. by Hippolyte Fournier, illust. by Paul Avril (Gutenberg ebook) Short steamy stories? Again edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel, this anthology brings distinctly female-focused energy to the erotic genre. Cleverly subverting the expected behaviours of women, these unforgettable female characters follow their impulses all the way to the extremes of fantasy. Got some pent up royal court fantasies? A penchant for gothic erotica well here’s your chance to indulge in them. A princess lured into an erotic love triangle. A curious young wife gets disciplined in all the right ways. You get the picture. This anthology of erotic short stories are fairy tales that delve delectably into darkness and danger.

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The knot of anxiety that's built up in my stomach ebbs away immediately. I reach across and stroke his muscular arm. On this occasion, it was all about the timing. I was at the Ryan Street house, our house, clothed in evening wear. High boots and a dress that billowed. There was opera on the stereo. All this because I couldn’t bear the idea of washing up, a job I hated and rarely completed without the theatre of the dress and the music. I made a performance of it, treating myself to sips of chilled wine between each burnt-bottomed pan. Thémidore; ou, mon histoire et celle de ma maîtresse (in French), by Claude Godard d'Aucour (Gutenberg ebook) Yeah dude, she wanted to know if you had a girlfriend. I told her you didn't, and that you hadn't been laid in a year." A stealthy, stronger line of female salamanders are skipping sex and stealing DNA from males instead

Subtle, right? If you wanna read some stories about getting off, this is the book for you. In this massive anthology, the world’s top erotica authors spell out their triple-X-rated orgasm tales. Truly a collection of erotic short stories like no other. Short porn stories its best. In that moment I'm undone. My desire floods to the surface and my hands run up to his face, kissing him fast and hard. He meets each of my kisses, pulling me closer, his hands up under my T-shirt, bringing every inch of skin to life with his touch. We pull each other's tops off, hungrily, as he pushes me down to the floor, undressing and kissing me all at once. When I'm right down to my pants, opening my legs to him, he stops, kneeling above me, his chest rippling above the waistband of his jeans. He doesn't say anything but cups my chin in his hand, stroking my cheek with his thumb. I freeze. I don't know how to react, I don't want to breeze over this gesture and spoil the moment. I want to press myself up against his hard, warm body. This is not the Tom that I remember. It's disorientating that he can seem at once so familiar and so utterly new and exciting. Mémoires de Miss Coote: Exploits d'une fouetteuse britannique racontés par elle-même (in French), by Rosa Belinda Coote (Gutenberg ebook)I am the first to admit, I’m not a pro at giving head but I try,” says Trisha. “One night, I was pleasuring my new boyfriend and I removed my mouth for a second to breathe when all of a sudden he ejaculated— right up my nose. It felt like I was drowning for a second and I began choking. He thought it was hysterical— I was mortified by the whole thing. I spent the next half hour blowing my nose.” Tell us about your embarrassing sex stories in the comments below! The night before we went home he dared me to go skinny-dipping. We were sitting on the pier where one of the restaurants had placed a few tables up by the water's edge. I knew he thought I'd never do it and I was more than a little tipsy so I pulled my strapless dress off there and then and jumped straight in. The water was freezing and I rushed to the surface, squealing. Anthologica Rarissima: The Way of a Virgin: Being excerpts from rare, curious and diverting books, ed. by L. C. Brovan (Gutenberg ebook) He looked up at me sweetly and asked, ‘How w-w-was it for you?’ I replied, ‘What? You were between my thighs.’ He laughed it off, but was super embarrassed. When we finally did get around to actually [doing the deed], it was fantastic.”

I felt the new lover reach around with his extra-ordinarily long arm I felt him stroke the sensitive muscle with his fingertips, slipping on lubricant, forming a perfect O around Richard’s penis. The extra pressure was too much for Richard. We felt the pulsing start, the two of us, this new lover and myself. We felt the uncontrollable spasms of his hips as he relinquished any thought of gentleness and pumped hard, forcing himself into me in a jerking rhythm.And as the sun finally sets on this list of erotic prose, you’ll be in need of some nocturnal delights. Naughty Bedtime Stories should take pride of place on your bedside table just in case you need to reach over and… I’ll let you fill in the blanks. Sweet dreams! THE SWEETHEART - M/F, Takes place approximately 2 1/2 years before The Siren – stars Sheridan & Jesse John, who is ironically a marriage, relationship and sexual coach, shares: “My wife and I went out with some friends for bowling and beer. We both had a little too much to drink.” However, that didn’t stop him from initiating intercourse with his wife that night. “I was happily pumping away with a full bladder. I began to feel the urge to ejaculate (or so I thought in my half drunken stupor). The problem was that I was peeing instead of ejaculating.” 5. Caught in the act