All of the short stories written on Erotica Lust are by Goran Radanovic. They are erotic, fun, entertaining and may even make you laugh.
Some women get everything they want. Trisha is one of those girls. In her late thirties, she was fifteen years into her mining engineering career. She was intelligent, friendly and financially well-off. But she had one problem.
My mother’s health had worsened in the last few months. I have been by her side for a year, providing everything she needed. Whether it was medication, food recommended by doctors and therapy, I funded it.
My smart watch informs me of a notification. It’s an escort’s best friend. Lots of crazies out there. My location feeds directly to the security company I hired to protect me. And when I scream for help, the watch automatically dials 911
“My husband and I have been in an open relationship for the past two years, Doctor.” “Interesting. And how is that working out for the two of you?” They look at each other and smile. “At first, I wasn’t certain that I could handle
*ELAINE TELLS THE STORY* “And that’s a wrap,” yells the director. The cast and the crew applaud. We’re thrilled that we’ve wrapped up another successful project. Getting a behind-the-scenes look at how a movie comes together
Grant looked at the bill and inflated his cheeks before blowing out a long breath. “Wow. This place is so expensive.” I exhaled a silent sigh. The bill was $150. If we had gone out numerous times a month and he paid for dinner
“Oh, God, yes, right there,” I said, facing the bathroom wall before my face scraped it again. Jesus. I don’t even know his name. Ugh, who cares? It’s just for a few minutes to bang all the frustration out of me. It’s been a hell of a year
Most people use Sundays to relax, but I feel it’s the best day to hit the gym. It’s empty, so there are no meatheads flexing their muscles and bimbos taking pictures of their asses in the mirror. What could be better than that?
My bus arrived in Cape Town on time, but the new landlord hadn’t. That made me even more nervous after he hadn’t answered my call an hour earlier. He told me to call him before I arrived so that he could fetch me at the station.
I hated working late. It’s already happened several times that my boss asked me to double-check the driver-loading times, which I struggled to grasp for quite some time. That meant I had to work late every day for weeks to ensure