Erotic Stories

Marcus had always believed that true sexual synchronicity took time--four encounters, to be exact. His idea seemed ridiculous even to himself, and when he shared it with a lover many years ago, it was met with derision and scorn. So he put the idea away, and it sat in the corner of his mind like a bad boy who had just been told that his mother doesn't really think he is the most beautiful boy in the world. The idea is quite simple. Sex that works equally for two people takes time, curiosity, persistence, and compassion. How two perfect strangers could jump into bed (or elsewhere) and suddenly have perfect sex is, quite frankly, ridiculous. It's like a fairy tale that we t…

Hugo readily agreed to help Angie with a chore, the fixing of a modern chandelier-styled centre light in her living room. It meant standing on a low set of steps without a handrail, and it was thought better, and safer, if he undertook the work and Angie was there to pass to him what tools and a new fitment, if that was needed. His wife, Joan, had kept in contact with Angie over the years since they had worked together, and then retired. Sadly, Angie had become a widow some four months ago after nursing her husband through a debilitating illness that finally took him from her. He prided himself on his DIY skills. Given Angie's circumstances and having always liked her fri…

The blue herons were jostling for position, intent on asserting their territorial right to feed on the perch and bullheads in the shallow water of the estuary. There were about ten of them, fairly near to shore, as I walked up the stairs to the viewing platform. They were squawking like pterodactyls as they made runs at each other, wings flapping, their long beaks poking viciously at intruders that got too close. It was a gorgeous sunny late Fall day, albeit a bit cool and breezy after the frontal passage in the morning that had brought much needed rain. Having taken the ferry from the mainland the previous day, I had until the end of the week to relax and enjoy my seasid…

As usual, Kate had been greatly looking forward to the fundraising event at the posh Henderson Hotel in downtown Atlanta that Friday evening. As a TV news reporter and part-time anchor for a local network affiliate, she was often asked by the station's community relations department to emcee events like these. Hosting such a gathering was a win-win for Kate: She was giving something back to her community, doing a good deed, and she also got to throw on a fancy dress and shine as the belle of the ball. Being the emcee, she was the center of attention for a couple of hours. And Kate thrived on being the center of attention. Kate's husband, Mark, however, was less thrilled w…

My love, my Goddess, my Queen, my ever-virgin Bride, Early in the spring you decided to re-evaluate your career situation and began looking for other means of occupation.You've been keeping yourself pretty busy looking for work, doing chores, keeping up with friends from previous jobs, etc. I like to pretend you lead a double secret lifestyle during the day while i'm away at work. I made a point to never ask what you do during the day, not because i don't care, but i want to give you space. Most days, you would tell me all about your escapades anyway, but there was always the hope that you were having more fun than you led me to believe. One Friday evening, you went out t…