TheDarkKnight: Stories

Cassie and Becky were two amazingly erotic women who lived across the hall. They were way out of my league. But when I came to their rescue, I became their hero, and discovered that sometimes the good guys do win. A good deed rewarded, in a most unforgettable way. / (Reviews)

I have always had a thing for dental hygienists. They generally tend to be young, attractive women, and I have spent a lot of time in dental chairs fantasizing about whatever young thing happened to be probing my mouth that day. But then I met Molly, and I didn't need to fantasize any more. She was the real deal

When it was finally my turn to have a college intern working with me, I hit the jackpot. She was bright and beautiful. And as I discovered one eventful afternoon, she preferred oral exams to essay tests.

Too much alcohol and too little judgement led me to fall for the sales pitch of a Korean pimp. I'm hoping to start something with this story. I know all of you have some secrets like this in your past; let's have some fun with them. Come on folks, I'm showing you mine, now show me yours.

In 1967, I was a shy, inexperienced young man of 21. I moved to New Orleans, and began to get a taste for life on the wild side. From fucking a Burger King cutie on the hood of my car, to my first experience with a hooker, to having wild sex with my roommates girl friend, the most beautiful woman I have ever made love to, it was a year I will never forget

Tom Jenkins was having an unbelievably good day. Every woman he met was irresistibly drawn to him. It started with the energetic Ass Lady, followed by his old high school girlfriend Sissy, his coworker and drinking buddy Dee, and Katie, the girl-next-door cheerleader. What was even weirder was his unflagging energy and unstoppable erection. He had to be dreaming, right? Or was he finally losing his mind?

In 1960, I was a shy, skinny fourteen-year-old kid. I had no self-confidence, and I was scared to death of girls. My knowledge of human sexuality had more holes in it than my dad's rusty Chevy. Then the Myers family moved in across the street, and my sex education program kicked into high gear. A memoir of a boy's first experience with sex, and love.

When my friend Mike hired a housekeeper, I was curious. When I found out she was a 17-year-old Russian exchange student, I was suspicious. Then when I got involved, I was delighted.

Erotic Pen Mini Contest #5 - "Write a scene with the theme Loss of Innocence. The story must involve a female, between 16 and 25, losing her sexual innocence. Extra points for making it sweet or romantic. The point of the exercise is to write deep, heartfelt characters blossoming into their sexual prime." Here is my entry. "Angel of mercy" is a phrase that can mean a lot of things. For James, Mary fulfilled his utmost desire, and greatest need.

In 1960 I was a sex-obsessed fifteen-year-old, with an addiction to the glossy pinup magazines of those pre-internet days. I turned to shoplifting as a way of meeting my needs. When I got caught, the owner of the store, a recently widowed lady in her thirties, didn't know what to do with me. Eventually she came up with a unique way for me to pay for my crimes. At the same time she found a way to fulfill the needs of a horny teenaged boy and a young widow with an overactive libido.