Erotica Stories

An Emily Story
Sometimes, the girl next door is the one, and parents can surprise you when they approve. Please note the codes. If parents watching children and vice versa bothers you, this is a good story to skip. Otherwise, enjoy.

A small town Southern sheriff takes in an African-American woman and her young stepdaughter. Eventually they become a family and when the girl becomes old enough to date, they turn to the sheriff for her first experience.

Abigail, a girl who's just had a baby out of wedlock (who's the father?) is asked by her granddad to prepare the Xmas Egg Nog. And what secret ingredient will she add? And what about her brother Robert? Will he become involved? Will he sneak an ingredient into his mother's drink? His grandmother's? / (Reviews)

Mr. Michaels, a teacher on summer break, is trapped in a basement by eight teenagers who have formed a pregnancy club. Seven of them are intent on having as much sex as possible. The eighth is a member for an entirely different reason. / (Reviews)

Selena recalls a time in her sophomore year of high school when she needed to make a deal in order to pass a class.

Male-perspective bisexual: Dieter, a gigolo and jewelry thief, working a Rhine River Christmas-to-New Year's cruise, services cougars and men alike, divesting them of jewelry they won't miss during the cruise after exhausting them in bed in their cabins. He receives an unusual request to help deliver a special holiday present that becomes a significant present for him as well.

A story in the Not a White Knight in LA Universe
The rings and the wheels go round and round, with lots of pleasure and and a little pain. Our Hero gives Li some tokens of his feelings for her, including a diamond and something more valuable. Li shows her great appreciation and enjoys giving her love to him the way her mother taught her. This starts the third book of the series "Not Quite a White Knight." It ties into Book 2 chapters 16, 17, and 18, the 24-hour date with Li. "To Seduce A Whore part 2" will evolve from this.

It was the 'Miss' that swung it, of course. If he'd asked, 'How much, Ma'am' or simply, 'How much', then I might have just walked away, but it was a while since I'd been called Miss and I liked it. A lot.