When I was a young man of only 19, I decided to go to church for the first time in my life. No, I hadn't seen Jesus, and I wasn't concerned about burning in hell. My mother and I had just moved to the West Coast, and I didn't know a person for a thousand miles, so I thought that it would be a good place to make some acquaintances. After all, didn't they have...
This is a SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2011 so please vote and comment. Thank you * I've been friends with Doug and Lora for about eight years and during that time, we've had quite a few very gratifying threesomes. I like them a lot. They are both easy going and mellow, uninhibited and imaginative, gentle and considerate; all of which suit my personality wel...
Dee Fisher smiled wryly at her reflection in the mirror as she stood scrutinising her appearance in the staff room mirror. Her night shift had been gruelling, a twelve hour stint in St Luke's A&E, and while there were no gunshot wounds or stabbings to care for in such a small city's local hospital, there had been no shortage of alcoholics, drunken men fighti...
Of course there were times when it got awkward around the place. Tracie had a different recipe for spaghetti than Tina and one Tina likes fabric softener sheets while Tracie prefers the liquid. Tina makes better margaritas than Tracie, who had gotten used to on the rocks rather than blended. But the adjustment generally went well. There were no problems in...
The summer of my junior in high school, when I had just turned 18, I had a job at a wildlife sanctuary in Massachusetts. I and two other guys from different schools boarded at the director's house and worked to maintain the trails and gardens, clear brush, mow lawns, build a boardwalk through a swamp -- that kind of thing. It was fairly hard work. I also too...
This story is strongly focused on Cuckolding and Group Sex with some forced-bi. Not for everyone, but written for a very special friend. ----------- Mark and Julia had been waiting to check out the new fetish club for a couple of months, but with travel for work and other commitments had never made it until tonight. They had hooked up with two friends in...
Author's Note: This one is a small part of a much larger work I'm developing, as was one of my other stories, "The Time in Brussels". I probably won't publish the whole thing here -- too much of it is non-erotic. The character in this story is the same as in the other story, but the time is about thirty years prior. The voice on the phone is from the pa...
The relationship between Todd, Carol, and Rodney began way back in High School. One night after Bedford High's football team won the state championship, Carol Swanson the head cheerleader, put on a dance to celebrate the victory. Todd Riley, the team captain, possessed lots of charm and had a crush on Carol, but it seemed that Carol only had eyes for Rodney...
"I love Black men," Nina declared. The words singed Rick's ears, filling him with a sense of loss, which felt weird. She, on the other hand, took his silence as a sign of complicity. "Just standing near them gets me hot." She liked telling him her fantasies, especially the ones with this cache, which she blamed him for, since, she’d never even looked at a...
Wednesday - I woke up at Debbie's, still wrapped up in Mickey. That boy was sweet. That was the thing. He wasn't harmless, or weak, or soft, but he just tasted good. From his gaze, to his skin, to his soft hair, to that delicious dick of his, he was sweet. I couldn't get enough of him. We fucked a couple more times, then Roger had to leave, and Mickey was...