A Family of Building Blocks
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The Shower Block. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You both decide to take a walk to the shower block just after the sun set, of a hot day,.you both have caught the sun, and with it your libidos have also been well topped up, with the stirrings in both of you that come with the outdoor style, of chilling and enjoying quality time...
The Shower Block. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You both decide to take a walk to the shower block just after the sun set, of a hot day,. you both have caught the sun, and with it your libidos have also been well topped up, with the stirrings in both of you that come with the outdoor style, of chilling and enjoying quality time together. Your wife has only her skimpy bikini on, and you...
The normal set of disclaimers applies. Those who archive stories on free sites may do so, provided no changes are made in the text. Writer's Block By Bill Hart As Lance Thorndyke entered his publisher's office, he was worried how they'd react to him telling them he wouldn't have his newest book ready by its agreed upon next week's due date. He'd run into writers' blocks before now, but this block was totally different than any of the others he'd ever suffered through. No matter...
Prologue:A few months ago I bought an apartment in a ten story block. My apartment, 1009, was the uppermost corner unit on the right side of the building. Across from my block, there was a second, mirror image apartment block facing the one I lived in. Between the two structures, we had a beautiful garden and large lap pool, which both buildings overlooked and utilized. Of particular interest to me was apartment 1000, in the opposite block. It was the uppermost corner unit on the left side of...
Gay MaleI'm bi-sexual. I can't remember exactly when it started? Maybe it was 3 or 4 years ago, I don't know but it was around that time that I got the first inclings of my bi-sexuality. I was 32 year old male with an average build, short cropped blonde hair and blue eyes. I was your typical Australian hetro-sexual guy. Beers down the pub with my mates on a friday night watching footy & and eyeing off the sexy women. It was one of those nights that things began to change. I was walking home from the...
GaySRU: Writer's Block By Roy Del Frink Henry Higgins was a well-known writer. Well, I should say he was as well-known a writer as writers of pornography go. His tales occupied the pages of every adult magazine in the business - sometimes two or three in different magazines the same month. Henry's writing always came from experience. In the name of "research", he'd go out and have sex with six different women every day. And never the same woman twice, as he never wanted to deal with...
Olivia was a writer. It’s not just what she did, it was what, in her mind, defined her. Short stories, poems, and novellas spanning all manner of genres. She'd taken great delight sharing them with her small circle of friends, sometimes even shyly reading them out loud, quietly pleased at the praise they’d heaped on her, each time pushing herself to improve. Jack had been especially supportive, always sending her motivational emails or glowing reviews, finding bright moments in even the failed...
MasturbationNew Girl on the Block Janet L. Stickney [email protected] In the past I had very privately dabbled in dressing in my mothers clothes, then gone out as a girl on several special occasions, like Halloween, so it's not like I have no idea what's required, but what they told me I was going to do was unbelievable! My name is Greg, I'm 15 now, your average kid, I guess. I'm 5'7" tall and weigh about 140, with brown hair and green eyes. I'm an average student, although I'm not...
Harry was chanting something, but Lisa couldn't make out the words that he was saying. "Make out" the words, Lisa thought to herself. That's funny. "Make out" was something that Harry had probably wanted to do with Lisa for five years. She knew that Harry would never get into her pants, but she enjoyed taking him for the ride! Harry was in his thirties and wasn't bad looking. He had some money that he got from an insurance company when his parents perished in an airline crash and he...
July 1980, Milford, Ohio When we arrived at Jennifer’s house, her mom was home. She greeted me, but Jennifer dragged me to the basement before a conversation could start. We sat on the couch. “So you want to know who I am?” she asked. “Yes, I do. Everything. Get it all out on the table, whatever it is.” She sat quietly for several minutes, just looking at me, as if she was evaluating me. She was clearly trying to decide what to say and how to say it. I wasn’t going to rush her because I...
Prologue. ‘Damn writer’s block! Damn it to hell!’ I sat before my lap top in the large dining room waiting for inspiration. There was nothing. A hundred times, or so it seemed, I had begun to tap in words, and then deleted them. ‘Rubbish, all bloody rubbish,’ I silently wailed. ‘I’ll never be able to write another story, ever.’ Chapter 1.The Mountain Hideaway. It had started weeks before, this confounded inability to string two words together in an intelligible manner, sod it. I had...
Introduction: Tell me what should I write about first Writers Block&hellip,. So heres my dilemma I like to write and write until I finish the idea I just get fumbled when it comes to details in the story I came up with the plot, middle and ending just getting from the beginning to the end with the story gets to me. Im trying to include better grammar, punctuations and character descriptions but I also like to avoid this option if I can. So you may see stories without descriptions but if youve...
It was one of the hottest days of the year and I was sitting in my air conditioned apartment staring at the computer screen trying to think of something erotic to write. But I was having the worst case of writer’s block of my career. I would start a story and then couldn’t finish because I just wasn’t inspired by the plot, the characters or the worst thing of all for an erotic writer- the sex. It was becoming frustrating but the only saving grace was that I had nothing to do outside and with a...
Hey, I am Aditya (name changed). I am 18 yrs old. I know my age is less but I don’t know how but god gifted me a gem. I got an 8.5-inch tool that is wide enough to satisfy anyone who can resist my dick. I live in Delhi so anyone in Delhi Noida or Ghaziabad can mail me for satisfaction.I guarantee full privacy. You can mail me on So coming to the sex story. I was a person who was full of lust.I masturbated a lot of times a day watching porn.One day a new aunt shifted to my society. I lived in a...
Note from the author: This is my first time trying to write any sort of fiction so I would love any constructive feedback. This should be considered part 1 and I hope to write more. I hope you enjoy! ---------------------------------------------- "James?" Davis said. "You haven't said anything for nearly two minutes." "Oh sorry...you just gave me a lot to think about," I replied, still trying to get my head around what he had just suggested. Davis was my friend and perhaps more...
The Auction Block The Auction Block Chapter One?? June 17th? 4:15 PM The longer the van ride lasted, the more uncomfortable Nikki and her younger sister Kate became.? They had been in the black van, with dark tinted windows, for over three hours now, and the vehicle continued to wind deeper and deeper into the densely forested countryside.? Their stepmother had assured them they were going to a wonderfully isolated, yet thoroughly modern retreat in the Northern California woods.? A...
1. A successful journalist is sitting inside his room, staring at a fireplace. A cacophony of sounds keeps reminding him of the storm outside. ‘Soothing,’ the man mutters to himself while stretching his arms. ‘I really hope this rain is going to provide me with a stream of creative ideas.’ ‘You’ll have more than you bargained for,’ a voice can be heard. ‘Who’s there?’ the journalist sits in a chair, scanning the room. ‘I’m a panacea,’ the voice says. ‘That’s an intriguing accent,’ the...
The dreaded inability to write had a stranglehold on me. I sat in my study and looked at the blank screen on my PC. It had been two months since I last was able to compose a story. Since then my imagination had been bone dry and my spurts of inspiration as arid as my spurts of cum.Luckily for me, my publisher was my significant other. Just as I was pouring myself a glass of Jack Daniels, the entryway opened, and Joy entered. She looked stunning in her little yellow sundress with a blossom...
BDSMIt's 9 in the afternoon and you are sitting at your desk, blankly staring at the monitor in front of you. It's been almost 12 hours since you woke up, and ever since you had breakfast, you've been trying to get something creative going. As a writer, nothing is worse than having writer's block. Despite your publisher assuring that you can, you feel that you really cannot write bestsellers on command. Your first published book, "Satanic Sheets of Satin", was a bestseller and is even now, a year...
I came round, groggy and confused. It was pitch dark and cold.The first sensation was the pain in my arms and wrists, which were pointing diagonally upwards, attached to something I could not see. I tried to move to ease the stiffness, but my ankles were similarly spread wide and attached to the floor. Panic followed quickly. I thrashed for a while, breathing quickly as I tugged against the stiff restraints, but it was no use."Hey!" I shouted.The words echoed and as my eyes became used to the...
This past Good Friday I went to see a lady friend of mine who I've not seen for awhile,cause she asked me to come over. She told me that we would be alone all day and there wouldn't be no one to bother us while we were having sex. So I told her to get ready for me to come over and I like to see her in a dress without her panties.Along the way I stopped at the neighborhood store and got our favorite drink,and picked up some Chinese food for us to eat,and the night was all ours.When I got there...
"If you stare at that screen any longer, you're gonna get square eyes" Lucas' dreamy voice caught Christina off guard. She abruptly glanced up from her blank laptop screen, greeted with the sight of a freshly showered and shirtless boyfriend. She blinked hard, allowing her eyes to adjust back to the non-pixelated world. She leaned back against the headboard of her bed and scrunched her straightened legs into a basket, carefully balancing her pride and joy on her knees. "I think I have writer's...
Straight SexI took a big breath and an even bigger sip of champagne to calm my nerves. I was about to begin my ritual of transformation, but tonight was special. Tonight was Halloween, and for the first time, if everything went according to plan, someone other than myself and a few anonymous internet strangers would see me as a girl. With shaking hands, I donned a wig cap and put on my favorite long brown wig, combed to lustrous perfection specifically for tonight. Adjusting the floral scented...
Yes, I was staring, I made no effort to hide it, either. This was exactly the reason I chose this apartment complex instead of one filled with people my age. There were a number of young college students in residence, many of them female, and most quite lovely to my eyes. Then there were the guys. No, I wasn't checking out the men, but on weekends many of them were likely to have girlfriends over, and the girlfriends only added to my viewing pleasure. So, I spent a lot of time by the pool,...
March 1985, Chicago, Illinois The rest of Sunday, the last day of March, was calm and relaxing. I had wanted to watch the NASCAR race at Bristol on ESPN, but it had rained all afternoon in Tennessee and the race was postponed a week. It wasn’t usual for NASCAR to race on Easter weekend, but they would this year, though on Saturday instead of Sunday. Bill Elliott had won his second race of the year in Atlanta two weeks previously, and was looking strong. Most of my housemates left for home...
I do not usually write in the first and second persons, but in this case, it fits. And while there is no eroticism, there are some allusions to it. If this is not your style, you may wish to move onto the next story. Although the other character in this complete fiction is obviously a lover, the intimate friend is in fact a composite of many wonderful individuals who were, and still are, there for me throughout the years, platonic and otherwise. They have helped me through some very difficult...
So after a day or so minding my own business, tying to be invisible, I was approached by a guy, average sized fella, black, 6 foot, sort of overweight. He told me that he'd been watching me and he noticed I was on the phone whenever possible. They had a phone schedule, each guy could use one of the two or three phones for set amounts of time. I was really missing my girlfriend and was on the phone with her whenever I could. We talked a bit and he seemed pretty nice. He seemed to be genuinely...
Olivia was a writer. It’s not just what she did, it was what, in her mind, defined her. Short stories, poems, and novellas spanning all manner of genres. She’d taken great delight sharing them with her small circle of friends, sometimes even shyly reading them out loud, quietly pleased at the praise they’d heaped on her, each time pushing herself to improve. Jack had been especially supportive, always sending her motivational emails or glowing reviews, finding bright moments in even the failed...
Ursula slammed her fist against the table in frustration. She tore the piece of paper she had been working on out of her notebook and noisily formed it into an origami boulder and tossed it on top of the pile overflowing her office waste basket. Her husband Walter picked his head up from his book and quietly sighed. She was taking an adult creative writing course at the local community college and was stuck, at the moment, trying to write a short story assignment. She was always so unpleasant...
‘If you stare at that screen any longer, you’re gonna get square eyes’ Lucas’ dreamy voice caught Christina off guard. She abruptly glanced up from her blank laptop screen, greeted with the sight of a freshly showered and shirtless boyfriend. She blinked hard, allowing her eyes to adjust back to the non-pixelated world. She leaned back against the headboard of her bed and scrunched her straightened legs into a basket, carefully balancing her pride and joy on her knees. ‘I think I have...
He was sitting quietly, tapping his fingers on the key without typing. "What are you doing?" she asked, startling him. He blushed, and then grinned. "I was trying to come up with an idea for a story for you, but I couldn't decide on a situation to get us naked." "Why not?" she teased. "Most of my stories start with something that really happens and inspires me. Nothing inspiring happened today." "How about this?" she said as she hugged him from behind and started nibbling on his neck. ...
Quickie SexJoel and Allison live 4 houses away. Allison is a year behind me in school and Joel 3 years behind.I have been on a swim team most of my life and Joel started swimming for the same team a couple of years after me. He started hanging around me, almost worshipping me. At first I found it ego building but it got almost weird. My last year in school he invited me over after we had won a swim meet.“My parents are gone,” he said. “We can do anything we want”I reluctantly went to his house. Allison...
Ursula slammed her fist against the table in frustration. She tore the piece of paper she had been working on out of her notebook and noisily formed it into an origami boulder and tossed it on top of the pile overflowing her office waste basket. Her husband Walter picked his head up from his book and quietly sighed. She was taking an adult creative writing course at the local community college and was stuck, at the moment, trying to write a short story assignment. She was always so unpleasant...
SpankingI was 17 years old and horny as hell. My only sex experience was with the two girls at school that everyone had done. Very awkward. There was a freshman on the swim team that worshiped me and he lived down the street.One Saturday evening we were celebrating after a swim meet. His parents were gone and we were drinking their stuff. We decided to take a shower and head to bed. I was waiting forever for him to finish his shower. I stripped down to my briefs and waited in the bathroom. He stepped...
It was supposed to be for charity. A good cause they told me. I dressed in a short black dress with black stockings. The stockings had a dark seem that ran the down the back of my leg and tall heels. I had to make a good impression...I wanted to raise a lot of money for the charity.I was intimidated though, the moment I arrived. All of the other girls looked so amazing. Ashley in a blue dress that came to mid-thigh; Megan in a green skirt and a blouse that was more see-through than not;...
I stood in a world of darkness, hands bound behind my back as I listened with growing trepidation to the loud hum of conversation that had to be a hall full of people. The velvet bag over my head puffed out from my face with every warm breath I took. It was hot in that bag, my face felt flushed and uncomfortable. I didn't dare to move, fearing there would be consequences or that without the benefit of sight I would fall and hurt myself. Around my neck was a rope, the loose end of which hung...
April 18, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Hey, Squirt,” I said when I walked into her office late on Tuesday morning. “I take it Kimmy talked to you?” “Yes. Shut the door, please.” I nodded and shut the door to the office, then sat down across from her. “Ed is really uncomfortable with you and me traveling alone together.” “Seriously?” I sighed. “After fifteen years?” “I know, but you have to see his perspective.” “Oh, I do. Jess will quiz me, but she’ll be OK with it. You know she’s mellowed...
There it was again, straight ahead. The mist parted, and the disk of the sun shone wanly through a thin layer of cloud. But that should not be! He was to travel a day’s journey to the north. But here he was, again, veering straight west, as if something, or someone was physically resisting his progress northward. He forced himself to turn to his right, to seek a pathway through the gorse that opposed him, but he could not find a place. The only way that opened itself to him lay to his left,...
On Fuck Street no one can be satisfied with the same person. They have all fucked each other and managed to keep their relationships. Well the lucky ones. New bad boy Andrew Robinson had just reunited with his father and was already hungry for pussy. Andrew had lived a dangerous life being on the run in all sorts of countries and was only 18. And of course like any bad boy he had fucked a girl every week. Now although they had not met, Andrew had already boned one of these slutty girls. Donna...
SwingerThe next hour went by slowly… relatives I’d forgotten about coming up to me for a chat... buying me drinks, and eventually I felt confident enough to go speak to Ashleigh. She was leaning against the wall looking around at the guests and as I approached her she looked me up and down… ‘I can do this, she still wants me.’ I told myself. ‘Hey Ash,’ I said, ‘Long time no see, how’s things?’ She smiled and replied ‘Not too bad thanx… your looking good.’ ‘Thanx, you too…..’ We began to chat...
"Are we there yet?" I asked ... again. "No!" the man in front of me screamed. "Damn it kid I swear to God, if you ask that one more time..." In the darkness of the back seat he couldn't see the smile in my eyes. "Are we there yet?" "Pull over Dean," he barked. The driver ignored him. "If' he's Dean, does that make you Jerry? " I asked with a smile. "No wait, Jerry was the funny one and you don't seem to have much of a sense of humor. He can't pull over, Jerry, you have...
Hello, readers welcome back to this beautiful journey. I know you all have enjoyed the journey so far and hope you will enjoy the erotic journey further. I am male and the sex story is fictional. Let’s enjoy the journey. Ayesha was really happy after the lesbian experience. Now we have merged the gap of the mother-daughter relationship. I was treating her like a friend and now we had become really good friends. I have realized that the physical relations enhance the bonding, the same had...
LesbianHe kisses you like he loves you. That is the bitter, brutal part of it that will keep you awake at night for weeks after this. He kisses you frenzied and deep but somehow gentle, his breath shivering and startled against your mouth as he pulls away to steady himself. It is dark in this section of the stacks, the fluorescent light a few rows over flickering with exhaustion, and his face is mostly in shadow but you can still read the awe and tension in his features. His eyes have long since...
Quickie SexRichard has never understood himself when It came to love. He just wasn’t ready for it. But, in one of trips home he found love. He found love in a girl names Jeanette. Jeanette was a pretty girl, something Richard was not to used to. She was about 5’ 3” tall, no more than 120 lbs, and a nice B size chest. Not overly top heavy, but enough to make him happy. She has soft blonde hair that goes just past her shoulders, with bangs that hang just past her eyebrows. Blue eyes that can just cut...
Jennifer woke up when she heard her parents get home. She picked herself off of the floor, amazed at how relaxed she felt. I guess I needed that she thought. She walked smoothly into her bathroom and washed her dried fluids from her hands. She glanced up into the mirror, Are my breasts getting larger? They certainly seemed like it. Her hands lifted her bosom, weighing her c-cup breasts. New tingles greeted her. They had never seemed so deliciously sensitive before. She lightly rubbed her...
I typically hit the strip clubs up on my business trips for something to do on weekday evenings, and this week was no different. There I found myself, walking into the local strip club and buying $200 worth of private dance chips ($20 per song and $100 for half an hour straight). I also ordered a beer and leisurely found my way to a seat with a nice view of the dual stages.On my way I spotted this cute brunette in a skimpy night gown. The gown allowed half of her ass to show. It looked like...
Ken had made a date with his librarian in two weeks. He had so many ideas, and each idea would send him off into daydreams of pleasure. Light bondage, heavy bondage, how could he control her, would she let him control her. He knew that whatever he decided that he’d have to be clever. He had in the past worked as a photographer, for friends, family and neighbors, and would still help the occasional relative who was stuck without a photographer as their wedding day approached. He also had...
“Wow? Is she always like that?!” Dillon asked Mihara with a hollow laugh. He didn’t know why but his heart hurt for this Suki chick. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like something was off. “Eh. Just leave her be,” Mihara said with a sigh and a dismissive hand wave. She wanted as much of the attention on herself and not on her emotionally volatile friend who had just caused a massive scene. “So Theodore, “ she said, regaining her bubbly demeanour. “What section would you like...
Hi, this is kingmaker. 24years male from chennai my mail id is Any one needs secret relationship can mail me… Coming to the story ..This happened at 20 of my age’….At the time i was studying my graduation 1 st year..At reputed college in chennai.. I was very fond of seeing porn movies…And reading stories at my free time…At this time my second sem ends….. And going to second year..So we set of four students planned to take room..And we took before sem leave start.So that we can easily vacate...
"What the fuck, Kevin?" I said as I walked into my bedroom catching a friend of mine sitting on my couch completely naked masturbating to Mila Kumis going down on Natalie Portman in "Black Swan".Making no effort to get up or stop what he was doing Kevin said, "How can you have this movie and not get horny man? This is almost a good as porn!""You can do whatever you want when you are in your own bedroom, but I don't want your naked ass all over my futon! Can't you go 1 night without jacking...
Summer Project by Holly Part 1 of 3 He just stared at the paper in front of him. Eric Jeffreys had his job back. Almost three months after receiving a layoff notice, he had been recalled to work. "Shoot," he growled to the two others at the table. His wife and sister-in-law searched his face for clues. "Don't worry, dear..." his wife said in a soothing voice and patting his finely manicured hand, "everything will work...
Hi all readers, I am Ashwin from Mmbai currently in Trivandrum. I am 22, 6 feet tall, good looking IT techie. I have been a regular visitor of this site since a very long time. Now am going to start the story. I hope you all will enjoy it and please do post in your reviews. This happened 4 years ago, when I was having my vacation. I was bored at home, so thought of spending a week at my aunt’s place which is also in Mumbai. Uncle was working at Event management firm and used to travel a lot....
IncestHi, Dear ISS readers Mein Apne sex experience "Dost Ki Behan Ke Saath Suhagraat" ke final part ke saath aapke paas aaya hoon. Yeh part padne se pehle aap iski starting aur Ist & 2nd part ko zaroor pade jo ki 14 Dec.2011, 23 Jan 2012 ko "Desi" Mein publish hui hai. Usme aap ko pata chalega ki maine kaise apne Dost ki behan Rashmi ke saath suhagraat manayi. Ab story ke aage ka part continue karta hoon:- Hotel ke room ki Suhagraat ki sej par jab Rashmi ne mere lund ko chat kar saaf kar diya aur...
Apartment Mayhem Part 1 This a copyrighted original work and the exclusive property of the author. You may use this work for your personal use only. If you wish to use it, or a portion of it for any other reason, please contact the author for permission. This is a work of fiction written for mature audiences only and if you are not 18 years of age please do not go any further. The author hopes you enjoy it and if you have, or have a particular plot you would...
Group SexIt was Friday night afternoon i was out of for work and I normally get home on Fridays. In the afternoon but this day was not looking good I was 10hr from home and it was 6:00 pm I was looking forwarded to be home as me and my wife had planes to meet up with some friends. My wife told me to stop and spend the night and make my way home tomorrow morning sometime. So I drove for another 3 hrs when I stopped and got a room relaxed I called my wife to she how she was doing she was still out but she...
The echo of footsteps filled the underground tomb's caverns. The squeak of rusted door-hinges opening for the first time in god knows how long. The screech of awakened demons. A salvo of gunshots. Dante sighed as he stepped over the now-perforated Msira bodies, paying them little heed as they flailed around in their death throws before dissolving into ash. "I never did get the idea behind using you guys to guard crypts," he muttered to the deceased demons as he holstered his pistols....
One of the things that went without saying was that Heather Sanford, like all the other members and staffers of the Defenders of Gaea, was unaware of the innermost financial workings of the group. Those were left to McMullen and Harper, and the latter managed to fuzz and launder money so well that even a good auditing firm that regularly went over the books couldn't find the stashes where money had been hidden. In the years that Heather had been a staffer for the Defenders, McMullen hadn't...
“How’re you feeling?” Sam asked. “Sore. Disoriented.” Tegan picked up her phone to check the time: it was early afternoon, presumably the same day. “Did you want to sleep more? I was going to get some lunch together.” “Food sounds amaaazing.” Tegan sighed, reflecting that she had only had snacks and wine the night before. “Ok, leave you to it while I get lunch started.” Sam said, standing up and exiting her room. Tegan reluctantly slid out of bed and wandered across the hall to the...