I got this story idea after watching the movie Men in Black with my boyfriend, Vince. We got talking about sex among space aliens. This is my first attempt at writing a Sci-Fi story, and my first erotic story not based on my real life. My name is not really spellable in human letters. The closest I can render it for you is Zalmingra. But you have to imagine adding three squeaks, a tongue click, and two finger snaps during...

A few days ago, I overhead two teenage boys talking at a nearby table at a restaurant where I was having lunch. Says the first boy, “Last night, my girlfriend called me at three A.M. to tell me she can’t sleep.” At 39, I know a thing or two about why women like me call their boyfriends at three in the morning. When we say we can’t sleep, it means our men are very much on our minds and we miss them and we are horny as hell...

Handsome Prince Vincent, my hot hunk of a boyfriend, picked me up for our date at 10:00 that Saturday morning a few weeks ago. We had fucked gloriously, so many times before: he’s way too hot for me not to ride him every chance I get, but we haven’t had so many public dates. And that day promised to be our first truly romantic date together He may not have arrived in a pumpkin stagecoach with white rat horses, but I didn’...

Friday, November 28, the day after Thanksgiving 2014, was a cloudless sunny day, although it rained the day before and the day after. My hot boyfriend, Vince, spent Thanksgiving morning in bed watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade on TV with me. Then we had a sweet fuck before rushing off to a family holiday meal. Then all night slowly enjoying each other back in my bed, in all of our favorite sexual ways. When we a...

My life began to change for the better in July, 2013. At that time, I had a boyfriend named Tom. Now Tom was a nice enough guy, and he let me play with his 6-inch cock any time I wanted to, so that was nice. Very nice. But he didn’t know how to use his tongue or his cock to bring me pleasure, and worse, he didn’t care. As long as my sucking and my riding got him to orgasm, he was happy, and he didn’t particularly care if...

I first met Vince at my friend Lynn's wedding on August 23, 2014 (see photos in my Lynn’s Wedding album, and my posted story called Lynn's Wedding). Vince was, and is, all rippling muscles in his chest, arms, and legs. Cute butt, too! And... mmm... ten solid inches of mega-thick cock. Plus, he had, and has, the knowledge of how to use it on a woman to devastating effect. We had an amazing night together that first time, o...

If you have read my stories Lynn’s Wedding and Vince Redux, you know that Vince is the hottest guy anywhere, and he’s far and away the best fuck of my whole 39-year life. My hunky Italian stud and I now manage to spend all weekend, every weekend, in long sexual marathons. And I’ve never been happier. But once in a while, we leave the bedroom, and I get to trot my hunk out to show him off in public. Recently, we were at a...

It has been a long day at work this morning and the day is only half over. I really need this lunch break now to clear my head. I step into the elevator and push the button to take me down to the lobby and out to a restaurant.  "Hold that elevator, please?" a male voice asks. It’s so annoying to be delayed, but I push the "door open" button and a man steps in. He's six foot one and handsome as hell. “Hmm,” I think, “My da...

On Saturday, August 23, 2014, I attended the wedding of my friend Lynn and her boyfriend Steve (well, Steve is her husband now). My girlfriend/lover Kat couldn't attend this wedding. She doesn’t really know Lynn, and her husband might get suspicious if she disappeared for a whole weekend. Besides her husband Frank (who she doesn’t sleep with) and me, Kat also has a boyfriend on the side, named Dave, who she has known long...

After my phone fight with my boyfriend Tom, and after Kat’s boyfriend Dave had fucked me so amazingly good, I was supposed to confront Tom the next day. But I had no idea what to say to him. After I got home from Dave fucking me so hard, and so good, I pondered and pondered on this. Then I picked up my phone and called Kat. “I think I have an idea,” I told her. “About my planned talk with my boyfriend tomorrow. To figure...

With Kat being married and having a full-time job (I also have a full-time job, although I’m not married), it isn’t always easy to schedule time when I can eat Kat’s pussy. And she can eat mine. Much as we both want to. Depending on the week, we manage to get together from one to three times a week. From time to time, I would mention that my boyfriend lacked her skills in bed. Or she would mention the skills that her boyf...

One week to the day after Kat and I first met in that lingerie shop, it was my thirty-eighth birthday. July 13, 2013. Kat picked me up at my place. We drove to a buffet where you could have just about any dish you wanted, fresh and hot. Fresh and hot, like us. You pay as you enter and take whatever you want to eat. All top quality cooking. We each picked out little samples of whatever food looked good to us. We needed ene...

Monday morning. July 8, 2013. Had Saturday really happened? Had I really just had my first girl-on-girl sex? With a woman who has as beautiful a soul as she had a body? Hesitantly, not quite believing it all, as I was dressing for work, I called the cell phone number that Kathy had given me two days earlier. “Hi, this Kat,” she said cheerfully. “I want you to sit on my face!” I blurted out. “It’s all I can even think abou...

My name is Justine C. I will never forget that Thursday. Independence Day. Fourth of July, 2013. My boyfriend and I snuggled, sharing a blanket, watching the fireworks show. Then back to my place, pop a champagne cork, sip from each other's glass. So romantic. Then to bed. And absolutely no fireworks. For either of us. So that next Saturday, July sixth, I went to this really nice lingerie shop and start picking out hot ou...