I was set to go away and he wanted to make sure he left me a dripping, trembling mess before I left. — This is a Lexi and Jake story about a sexy farmer’s daughter and an older farmhand. It can be read stand alone, or as part of the series found here: Lexi and Jake sonjarae.medium.com Where the plants and vegetables once flourished, nothing remains but the brown dirt of fall. The harvest is complete, and…

The weekly newsletter for the home of the hottest erotica on the internet! — Welcome! It’s hump day! And that means another edition of Dirty Little Secrets, the weekly newsletter for Erotic Fantasies. I say it every week, but I’m truly blessed to be a part of this fantastic group of writers! We have had several new writers publish their stories with us over the…

An erotic, lesbian milking story. — The crying breaks my heart, but my play date with Emily is needed on so many levels. We are best friends, actually more than best friends, but our husbands don’t know that. The universe seems to find ways to bring us together constantly. There is no more excellent example of…

This man makes the sexual goddess flourish inside me. — This story features the same characters as the story linked here: The Farmhand Fucked Me So Hard I Came Twice When I heard his voice, I knew immediately who it was and that he would end up fucking me hard.medium.com Sundays are for me. We do minimal work around the farm, and the rest of the day is for relaxing. Or, in my case, the exact opposite. I’m going hiking today.

A weed-induced, sexy exploration of piss play. — I should know better than to smoke weed with Mia. She knows it’s my truth serum, and she is never afraid to take advantage of that. I’ve already explained my last hookup in great detail, but her flirty self is never satisfied. She prepares to ask me more with a…

She’s been a cock-tease for years, but now she calls me Daddy. — Is there anything better than the first hot, sunny day of the year? Yes, there is. It’s watching my wife walk around in her bikini top, about to soak up some of the rays. …

When I heard his voice, I knew immediately who it was and that he would end up fucking me hard. — No magic compares to being back on the farm in the late spring. After another semester of college, the opportunity to return to my roots and help with the family farm is a rewarding treat. Yes, the days are long, and the work is hard, but it’s how I was…

He didn’t know what he was getting into when he catcalled me. — I’m fucking pissed. Work stress is a lead vest weighing me down and suffocating me slowly. I could pop off on some poor soul at any time, which is why I’m driving aimlessly before going home. Forty-year-old women shouldn’t have to decompress like this, but here I am. I’ve got…

It was my alone time, but sometimes a lover can help in more ways than one. — A quiet house after a busy weekend is what this momma needs. The kids are finally asleep, and the hubby is down in his man cave watching some sort of sports. It’s been a hot minute since I’ve had alone time, and I intend to make the most of it. …