English Erotica Stories
Sex Stories in English
It was nearing six o'clock. Jason glanced at his watch for the third time. "Honey? You about ready?" he called up to her from the stairs. He chuckled to himself. Denise had been primping herself for well over an hour. Not that that was a bad thing, she was just a little nervous. And it wasn't...
Matt was going to be late for work. But there was no help for it now.
As he usually did, he woke before the alarm even went off, 5:45 reaching for the clock, shutting it off before it was to sound at 6:00. He gave his still sleeping wife Julie an affectionate smile, though she'd never know it...
Patricia sat inside the tub. She had turned on the shower to scalding hot, letting it run for several minutes before turning it off once again, stepping in, then lying down. As was usually the case, she actually blushed when thinking about her private little ritual, her perhaps thought of...
Author's note:
Fair warning, if you're the least little bit squeamish by anything considered outside of the norm, then this story isn't for you. This is one that you lock all the doors, close all the windows, turn out the lights, grab a flashlight, jump into bed pulling the covers over your...
Authors note: I would like to personnally thank Little Cloud (Cloudy) for helping me with the translations used in this story. It was my hope to better personalize it, as well as authenticate this story for your enjoyment. So again, my thanks to her for doing this for me.
It was nearly time. He...
Paul stood at the railing as the USS George Washington pulled into port. He'd been at sea for nearly a year now. A throng of people had gathered on the docks, he could almost feel their excitement from here. And though he was happy to finally be home again, he was coming home with more than a...
Sometimes being a private detective wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Sitting in his car Mike Marshal, or "M & M" as his friends called him thought this was one of those times.
Though his initials matched the candy of the same name, it was for that reason he was really called M & M, as he sat...
Debra stood in the darkened hallway surveying the smoke-filled bar. She'd just returned from the restroom checking her hair, makeup as well as ensuring that plenty of cleavage was showing. Not too much, but enough that she was sure her large breasts would receive more than ample attention, and...
Danny had been but a young boy the day the meteor fell from the sky nearly hitting him in the head. He'd felt the 'swish' as it passed by his ear, almost like the sound of a bullet traveling at high speed. And for a moment, he'd actually thought that to be the case until realizing he'd not heard...
You will probably never know how much I truly loved you. And though I told you often that I did, the words even then had no meaning. Not that I didn't mean what I said, I did. But you never heard them with your heart.
But long before I said that, we were friends.
I remember the nervousness...
Author's note: Some of you may recognize this story once posted under Thesandman by a different title. I decided to repost it after having reworked it as a favor to a very special friend (Rania) So here is the reworked version now entitled:
It was Saturday morning and Shirley sat at her...
I love the holidays. I enjoy the time spent with friends and family during this time of year. There's something to be said for being in a festive mood during this season, especially when a very attractive next-door neighbor becomes extremely festive. Though I guess a better term to describe her...
Quite some time ago I received an inquiry from another writer as to why I signed off on my posts with the words: I remain.
I was a little surprised by that as in all the time I'd been posting on the bulletin boards, no one had ever questioned me as to why I did that. Or for that matter, what it...
One of the nice things about working in, as well as owning an adult novelty store, is the perks associated with doing so. I'm a people person, anyway. I love watching people. Often going to the mall to pick up one thing or another and finding myself sitting down, watching people walk by. It's...
My wife Dianne and I had been married a little over three years. But like the old saying, "The Honeymoon is over", it really was. At first, we could hardly keep our hands off one another. Gradually, over time, that excitement and thrill diminished to the point where we were lucky to have sex...
Authors note: For those of you who've read "The Ya Ya Dildohood", this isn't a continuation of that series, but it is an in depth background into the character "Maggie" of that series. Maggie is based on a real person, though the names have been changed to protect their identities. Not all of...
I found myself standing in the driveway of my new home staring at the small U-Haul trailer that contained my entire life. At twenty-three, I had been married, and was now divorced. Thankfully there had not been any children. We'd married young, both of us full of dreams for the future. Six...
During my last year of High School my father had taken on a new job that required we move. I wasn't any too happy about it, wanting to finish out my senior year with friends and activities that I was involved with. But there was no way around it, and I reluctantly remained with my family as we...
After ten years of marriage, it was over. Towards the end, I did every thing I could think of to try and save the marriage, but to no avail. I'm not an advocate of getting a divorce either, at least not until everything possible has been done to try and keep that from happening. But I had done...
Even my best friend said it was a crazy idea. Not only would no one pay me money to simply masturbate, something everyone could do in the privacy of their own home, but to expect to actually make money offering such a service was unthinkable.
Never the less, I decided to go ahead with my idea...