Fucking Times Square

“I thought Times Square was supposed to be gross or something,” she said, as she bummed a cigarette. We were standing on 8th Ave looking down 42nd St at the bright lights, the honking traffic, and the giant billboard advertising Jay-Z’s new album. I shrugged my...

Serving the Guests

I like to meet her at the door when she gets home from work. Especially when there are guests over she doesn’t know about, and especially when she drops to her knees the second she walks under the transom. It’s a silly little game, making her beg for my cock with six...

A Horrible Chaperone

Mr. B. was sleeping next to us in the tent for exactly this reason. We were quiet, but no matter how hard we tried we couldn’t keep our hands off each other and we definitely couldn’t fall asleep. They had forced us to sleep in separate sleeping bags, put a teacher in...

A Not-So-Secret Fetish: Erotica from QNY

My first girlfriend in college told everyone the secret that I had only told her. Drunk and in bed one night, I confessed to her that the thought of going down on her after she had been fucked by someone else turned me on. At the time she played along, she even seemed...

Erotica from Disgusting Beautiful Immoral

When I got up to piss a few hours later, I saw the redhead making out with a guy in the kitchen. I sat back down just as Spider and Rachel got up to go smoke on the fire escape, and it was just me and Kelly the face-sitter left. I leaned back against the bed and she...