Share your tales of living dangerously outside of the bedroom. Thrill us with the arousing risk of getting caught in a compromising situation, and the unadulterated excitement of adventurous outdoor sex.
Whether your characters are huddled up under blankets in a tent, into dogging, or bent over backwards on the bonnet of a car, let your readers immerse themselves so they can almost feel the grass between their toes, the sun on their backs, the wind in their bush ...
“Hi. My name is Ashley,” I said with a ring of bouncy enthusiasm. “Where do I sign up?” “I’m Trix. Aren’t you a pretty blonde thing?” the slender brunette in her mid-thirties said, leaning against a motorcycle outside the suburban Phoenix bar. She took a...
“Hi. My name is Ashley,” I said with a ring of bouncy enthusiasm. “Where do I sign up?” “I’m Trix. Aren’t you a pretty blonde thing?” the slender brunette in her mid-thirties said, leaning against a motorcycle outside the suburban Phoenix bar. She took a...
It was almost 9pm on a Thursday night. I was seated on a picnic bench. It had been a warm August day, but there was a chill in the night air. Around were the chirps of insects and animals rustling from nearby bushes, but otherwise all was quiet and still....
Charlotte reclines on the dining table, an envision of exotic beauty, legs spread over my shoulders with her thong drawn taut against her pussy. The remainder of her porcelain skin lays bare yet teasingly shrouded by her silken ebony tresses. My tongue tr...
For more than nine years, I worked at a large private English school in our nondescript town in the middle of Vietnam, but the director and I grew apart over time, and so we agreed not to renew my contract. The best thing working there was that I had met...
“There’s a slut in need of attention.” “Excuse me?” the tall, pretty brunette said, stopping herself from walking past the bench I was sitting at in the middle of New York’s Central Park. She wore a sexy, stylish pale-yellow summer dress with matching hee...
It was a late summer afternoon, at the end of August, and we were packing up from our day at the beach. We had been here all day long just lying around, enjoying the warm sun penetrating our skin leaving us both with a sun-kissed glow and feeling tired an...
As the sun kissed the horizon, Emma pretended to shiver and scooted closer to Liam. He raised an eyebrow, but allowed her to pull his arm over her shoulders. The thinly scattered clouds glowed brilliant shades of pink and orange as they caught the sun’s l...
Tammy and Steve’s friendship had turned sexual over crappy TV and lots of booze. Over the last few weeks, we had been seeing more of each other, both time and skin since before the event and our initial sexual chemistry had deepened from its initial burst...
Jill sauntered across the path, her hourglass figure capturing the eye of every passerby. The vibrant fabric of her string bikini clung to her sun-kissed skin, highlighting every curve and dip of her body. With each step, her full breasts bounced seductiv...
“Hi! Welcome to The A Plus Ranch and our first harvest night of the year,” the young attendant said as I drove up our red Ford Escape to the entrance of the farm. “Just the two of you?” “Good evening, and yes,” I reply back with a smile. The gentleman and...
Note: The following story contains extremely explicit sexual content and language. The warm afternoon sun filtered through the trees as Jared and Samantha strolled hand-in-hand along the secluded park trail. The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of bl...
Okay, this is basically what happened: this cute older guy turned me down. Turned me down. Turned my pussy down. Unbelievable. I can see the disbelief on your face, and you’re mostly right because, when all was said and done, he realized what kind of lady...
t has been two months since my divorce. I got a call from Lori, my daughter Jens's best friend since kindergarten. She and Jen used to spend countless nights at each other's house. Lori called to let me know she was here for me if I needed someone to talk...
It was late July, and Lori was in the back of our renovated bus. Her red hair was flowing down past her bare shoulders. She was wearing overalls without a shirt or bra. Her magnificent, firm 44DD breasts pushed out the sides of the bib, and her deep cleav...
Seventeen-year-old Emily was wild, no doubt about it. Frank had known her dad, Brad, for quite some time and had watched his friend’s daughter turn into an outrageously flirty and salacious young woman. Brad was divorced, worked out of town a lot, and onl...
