Dorothy's phone buzzed during the keynote speaker. A notification popped up: “Greg liked your photo.” Her heart skipped. She tapped to see—there she was, posing in front of the mirror in her sexy Mrs. Claus outfit, red lace push-up bra and crotchless panties. She texted to him right away: “Naughty boy, liking old pics.” Greg’s message arrived in a minute: “Oldie but goodie. Couldn't resist.” Heat rose under her skin. She...

Introduction: We met Sean and Betty at dinner the first night on a cruise ship. It turned out they only live fifty miles from us. We said we'd try to get together sometime after the cruise, but that never happened, well, except for Sean and me. The next morning, Arthur and I went hiking in St. Maarten, while Betty and Sean went horseback riding. We enjoyed their company at dinner again. Even though his wife was, so far, e...

The Resort As spring moved closer and closer towards summer, I came down with a severe case of writer's block. You're probably wondering, "how is that possible for an erotica writer?" As fun as it is to write about sex and all the naughty things it can entail, sometimes even the most gifted writer struggles to find new content. Given the circumstances, I decided I needed a change of scenery and booked a vacation at a Flor...

We wondered if Molly had meant it when she’d said “see you soon,” fresh from her orgasms with us in the woods and the subsequent public dumping of Ryan. Holidays can be full of such momentary intentions (except that Molly lived in the nearby town, of course) which are rarely followed through when people return to their routine lives. Time would tell, though, and we just had to avoid getting our hopes up.  The next morning...

She twirled the phone cord around her fingers as she listened to the dial tone, impatiently waiting for him to pick up at the other end. Three rings, four rings, five rings. “Hello, Jack speaking,” he answered, his deep and masculine voice vibrating to her very core, making her already wet sex, ache. “I need you. I need to feel you against me. 7 pm, our normal place. See you there?” she breathed down the phone line. “Baby...

James looked on in a dazed state as his naked, cum-soaked mother placed herself between his legs and bent down, lips parted, dangerously close to his throbbing shaft. “Do you want your mom’s mouth around your pretty cock, James?” asked Susan, finding a lilt in her voice which was entirely thrilling and new for her son. “Please don’t talk like that, mom!” James somehow managed from his position on the bed, almost teary-eye...

Choosing a lover by chance was so retro, so twenty-first century, but to hell with it. Sometimes you gotta roll the dice. By all outward appearance, she was a natural winner. Lips that could start or end wars. Hyperbolic curves that would make math majors hard. And eyes. Those fuckin' aquamarine plunge pools framed by hair like the shimmering endless blacktop alongside the diner. If I didn't know better I'd swear she was...

It was November of 1993. Going on a cruise was something Kelly and I had talked about for some time. I wasn’t that interested but Kelly really wanted to go and have a romantic getaway for just us. “Happy wife, happy life.” How true. We had made the decision months ago to fly into Miami a day early, just to be safe. Weather in the upper Midwest can never be trusted. It turned out to be a brilliant move. We were sitting at...