Erotic Stories By Jana

At seven o’clock, I was all dressed up, called Grayson to let him know I was on my way, and ready to go. I got into my Altima and I entered Grayson’s address into my GPS; I followed all the directions which led to me to Grayson’s house in Los Angeles. His house was a two-story condominium on Wilshire Boulevard. I walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. Grayson opened the door for me and said to me, “Katherine, glad you make it. Please come right in.” “Your place is very spectacular.” I replied as we walked into the condominium. “Why thank you. Dinner will be ready shortly. You could make yourself comfortable in the living room while I set the table.” Grayson said to me. “Okay.” I replied as I sat on the brick red-colored sofa. While sitting down, I had a noticed a picture of Grayson and his family on the table next to the sofa. I said to Grayson, “What a lovely family picture you have there.” “Thanks, it’s a picture of me, my parents, and siblings. We had our picture...

After a very stressful and sore week, I decided to take a drive over to the Wine Country, mainly Napa Valley. I needed a four-day weekend of food, wine, and relaxation. I drove all the way from Fair Oaks in my Altima and arrived at Napa Valley early Friday morning. I even got a good, brief look at the luscious vineyards filled with red and green grapes waiting to be made into wine, among other things. I then arrived at the Westin Verasa Napa and checked in; I had made booked a hotel room by way of the website yesterday. My hotel room, a deluxe king suite on the 5th floor, had an amazing view of Napa Valley. Once I unpacked and walked around my room, I then went down to the hotel lobby and I asked the front desk clerk on where to go for a good breakfast. She recommended that I go to the Alexis Baking Company. After leaving the hotel, I went on over to Alexis Baking Co. for breakfast; I had the breakfast burger, two muffins (apple cinnamon and blueberry), and coffee. After having a very...

So much sexiness in one short video!!

I woke up early one morning and went downstairs to my kitchen. I wanted to fix breakfast for me and Louis, who had spent the night and had hot, passionate sex in my spacious bedroom. I had a new box of Special K cereal, which I bought from the grocery store last week, on top of the refrigerator. Being the short girl that I was, I had to get a chair from the dining room table and reached up to get the cereal. Once I got the cereal from the top of the fridge, I then moved the chair to the cupboards and got out two bowls. After I placed the chair back to the dining room table, I got out two spoons from the kitchen drawer. I opened the box of cereal and poured the cereal into both of the bowls. I then walked over to the fridge, opened it, and got a gallon of whole milk from the door. Just as I was about to pour the milk onto the bowls of cereal, Louis quietly snuck up behind me and I felt his arms gently wrapped around my waist. I then put the cap back onto the milk. “Morning, Louis.” ...

Mariana Franklin needed a much-deserved vacation, a good two-to-three week vacation from work, a bad break-up, and her family. Her dream destination was Paris, France; she had always wanted to visit there since she was president of her high school’s French club and also an A student her French class. She had finally arrived in Paris after a long flight from Atlanta, her hometown. She arrived with her stamped passport and drove her rental car to a five-star hotel, which she had booked reservations online. As soon as she checked into her hotel suite on the fourth floor and unpacked her suitcase, she checked out the magnificent view of The City of Light; she even checked out the view of The Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triomphe, and The Louvre. She also thought of what she would like to do while in Paris. There was shopping, sightseeing, the art museums, night clubs, and wine tasting, all of which she liked to do. But what Mariana really wanted to do in Paris was to eat French cuisine and enjoy ...

Jay Park can welcome me to his bed ANYTIME!!! Shoot, I would love to welcome him to my queen-sized bed!

This has to be the sexiest male belly dance I've ever seen!!!

Jasmine Townsend was in her apartment in Boston when she went on her computer and looked up Louisiana travel websites, mainly New Orleans. She has always wanted to go there because her mother had been there with some of her friends on a trip a couple of months ago. Jasmine had been through some hard times recently. Her boyfriend broke up with her after three years of dating, her mother became very ill with pneumonia and passed away, and had been through a very bad cold. Despite all that, she got over her cold and the boyfriend but still reeling from her mother’s passing. Jasmine needed a getaway from it all, a getaway from nagging, overbearing yet loving friends and family, her stressful yet profitable job as an office assistant at a marketing firm, and the very cold weather. She loves Boston and all, but needed a change of scenery for a couple of days. So she looked up travel and hotel websites to plan her New Orleans getaway. She first went to the New Orleans tourism website and ord...

(Author's note: This is my very first fan fic involving One Direction) I was working out in my home gym, doing some of my favorite workouts to lift my mood and also to de-stress. I like to do yoga, belly dancing, strip aerobics, Zumba, and walking for 30 minutes on my Treadclimber twice a day; sometimes I like to kickbox whenever I’m in a bad mood and/or have the urge to kick somebody’s ass. I had just finished an hour-long workout of kickboxing, Zumba, and strip aerobics when I heard a knock on the door. I walked up to open the door and there was this tall, shirtless, and slightly sweaty young man with brown eyes and very short dark hair. He had on a pair of red shorts with socks and sneakers and a few tattoos on each arm. “Hi. May I help you?” I asked him. “My name’s Liam. I was wondering if you would like to workout with me.” He said in his British accent. “Sure. I have a gym here in my house. Why don’t you come inside?” I said to him as I let him inside. I then led Liam to...

(First story in a new series inspired by The Widow) It was the morning of Simon and Bianca’s wedding anniversary. I had packed my suitcase, my new bridesmaid dress and shoes I bought from the Wedded Bliss Bridal Boutique in San Diego, my gift basket for Bianca and Simon, and my purse all into my Altima, locked up my house, and drove to Las Vegas. Halfway there, I drove to the nearest 7-Eleven, loaded up my snack stash, and filled up my gas tank. I finally made it to Las Vegas a few hours later. As soon as I arrived, I drove to the Wynn Hotel & Casino, checked in, got my key card, and had the bellhop carry my bags while I carried my bridesmaid dress and shoes. Once I got into my hotel suite, I tipped the bellhop and unpacked my suitcase. Since I had a few hours to myself before Bianca and Simon’s vow-renewal ceremony, I wanted to get myself ready. I had showered, styled my hair, put on my dress and shoes, and perfectly applied my make-up. The ceremony was at 8 o’clock at The Litt...