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The Shaving Lesson

To meet the husband of your lover is a strange thing. To realize he was flirting with you was quite another. Henry poked at his eggs and smiled nervously as Adam and Kay whispered to each other, both pairs of their pretty eyes sparkling at him as they conspired. Henry...

Final Meal

He sliced the exotic fruit with a huge knife on the perfect cutting board. Furry greenish-gray splitting to show vivid green and neat circles of black seeds. She sipped her coffee and watched him with annoyance. There was some kind of distracting formality he put into...

Staple

Jason got a full-time job as a research assistant at a museum while he worked on his master’s degree, which means he hardly slept. He was also a teaching assistant three days a week, which meant he was basically teaching a class. Most of the time he seemed to be on...

In the Park

Violet lived in apartment 1C, a tiny studio, the smallest in the building. She’d moved there because of the building’s proximity to Prospect Park and because the rent was inexpensive, and because the building was beautiful. She was a college student, and she had...

Following the Mouse

She seemed like a little mouse. That’s how I thought of her, what I called her in my head. My little mouse. Oh, how I was wrong. That’s the way it is sometimes. You see a woman, and she can’t look you in the eyes. She is sweet and pretty, and her cheeks go red when...

Eyes and Hands

Of the many strange and wonderful things I’ve seen in the past few years, few were as surprising as the tableau I glimpsed as the elevator doors opened to the party in the penthouse of the fancy downtown hotel. It was amazing, beautiful, decadent, breathtaking, and...

The Valet

The dry cleaner (a lovely woman from Belarus, I believe) had my order hanging near the cash register, waiting for me. She tried to brush away my tip, but as always, she eventually conceded with a smile and daintily shoved the few extra dollars (as daintily as someone...

Buzz

A friendly night out takes an interesting turn when a remote controlled vibrator is introduced.

Aching Revisited

Having an old friend over. Sometimes girls are bratty because it’s the only way they know how to get the violence they want.

Faux Hunt

To test his bride to be, Dandy Jack and his cadre of gentleman hunters switch out a fox for a lovely red-headed vixen.

Never Sir

The coffee dripped into the glass carafe. Kay leaned against the counter of the kitchenette and watched each drop, inhaling the scent deeply. Everything would be better after coffee. Not that the morning was going poorly. She was standing in a beautiful hotel room,...

Forbidden

“Promise?” she whispered. Her pink t-shirt was pulled up, as was her bra. Her thick black-rimmed glasses were almost falling off, and her bangs were in her eyes. Her breasts were big, pert, the imprint of the lace of her bra left pink and red patterns on the soft...

Crybaby

It had lingered in his head for months. Never really taking shape in any plan, but just gestating in his imagination. “You should make me cry one day,” she had said. He had raised an eyebrow, pondered the thought, but said nothing. The day it came up again, they were...

Muscle

I stood in the corner of the small room, tense, ready, waiting. I wore a simple black suit with a white shirt and a black tie. My jacket was a little tight. It made me feel like a caged animal. I was ready to pounce. Jane was sitting at a small card table with the...

Lips and Regret

Her lips were far too full for such a fragile bird-like girl. She had no right to have lips like that. It was, among other things, unfair. There was an aesthetic there, in her dress, which was layers of diaphanous sepia silk and gauzy cotton. The way her hair was...

Burden

In her eyes, forever, there was a Midwest kindness. But New York City had let her down, and most of the time she was sad under those thick black bangs. It wasn’t exactly shame that shown in her face when she climbed the stairs to my apartment, but burden. Her kinks...

His Hall

She missed his wall, his hall. That place he always threw her against when she came into his apartment. She missed feeling small and afraid. She’d grown up too much, become too jaded, too brave to feel so little. She missed the anxiety and hunger she felt walking down...

Macaron

When Margaux bent forward, nude, her thighs together, a split peach appeared between her legs, or so I said to Rose, who sat next to me. Margaux laughed when I told her this and corrected me. “No, no, it is my little macaron,” she said with her somewhat vague British...

Lucy’s Game

It started as just a little game between Lucy and me. How I’d tease her and how she’d blush and pout. “You know the only reason I like you is because of your big tits,” I’d say, pushing her into a corner and feeling her up. “Rude! How could you say that!” she’d whine,...

Scolding

“The other night, I was so exhausted,” she said, pulling off her long socks. He was looking in the mirror, gauging the length of his stubble, rubbing his hand across his cheek. “I peeled off my clothes and dropped them on the floor, and then you scolded me and made me...

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This website contains a large collection of the erotic works of Jack Stratton. These stories, unless otherwise noted, are purely fantasy. Some of these stories contain elements of non-consent, taboo or simply very unhealthy relationships, and dangerous or at least very impractical sexual acts. The author doesn’t condone any of these things. In life, consent is key. In art and fantasy, anything goes.

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