As I drove us back to my room I scanned my memory for any time I could recall being someone's first experience. I was drawing a blank. As many encounters as I'd had in nearly thirty years I was sure I must have been. I guess they handled themselves well enough to hide that knowledge from me. I started putting myself in Mike's shoes to formulate an approach...
I feel the need to continue my story. As I indicated, there have been many sexual experiences since my first with Bruce Crawford, but I would like to recount a few memorable ones that continued my path to being a total cum slut whore. Yes, I became addicted to cock so much so that I felt the desire to suck as many cocks as I could. I began to gain a reputati...
Lexington a colleague of one of my friends, was introduced to us all in the pub, and I got on well with him right from the start, despite me being a twenty-year old student and him being a good seven years older than me. That same evening we met I let him know that I was bisexual, just so he was clear, but thankfully although he seemed completely straight, w...
Sometimes the simplest of questions require the greatest amount of preparation. "The golden question for this week the same as for last week?" "Yep," my boss answered. We were sitting in the office of the chief of station, the highest-ranking CIA agent in country, in the Nicosia, Cyprus, embassy and, as usual, I was trying to see if I could see anything a...
This story contains elements of non-consensual relations, and abuse. This story is a fantasy and should be taken as such. If you don't like my story, then don't read it, or better yet write your own. This is my first story and something I'm trying out. For those wishing to add nice comments, or HELPFUL critics they are always welcome. I Hope You Enjoy ---...
The dark sky continued to rain down on him its icy rain and sleet. Clad in only a T-shirt, an open button-up shirt, jeans and tennis shoes Jonathan turned to face the now scarce south bound traffic on I-75. He stuck out his thumb praying someone would have mercy on him. The cold had truly saturated his very being with its relentless glacial fingers. Knowin...
I was walking along the boardwalk that stretched around the bay late one evening, and sat down on a bench to rest and look out at the lake. It was a hot night, and very humid. There was a slight breeze off the water that broke it up a bit, but the air was fairly still and felt heavy. I was drenched in sweat, but it felt good. I always felt extra horny in wea...
The summer of 1976 was especially hot. It was late August and I was studying in the library at college but found it impossible to concentrate. Every time I looked out of the window I could see carefree people in the quad, laughing, enjoying life, making the most of the wonderful, warm weather. I felt left behind, stuck in this mausoleum reading but not takin...
After I finished university, I struggled for a good-paying job and money was tight. But I couldn't face living back at home. I managed to find a room to myself in a house-share with two other guys and three women. We were mostly in our early twenties and doing various entry-level jobs. One guy, Pete, was older. About 45. He was on a temporary assignment in o...
I The ball shot in high arc, zipped over the sunlit field, and double-tapped the trimmed grass. Swift as an acrobat, the left fielder snatched and threw the ball. Ivan slid back onto first base. Colt turned his face to golden-haired, gay Wesley and to khaki-haired, bi Kyle. "He slammed the ball toward left field," Colt said suggestively. "I guess he want...