Steve had been feeling horny for days. After he had split up from his last girlfriend he had not thought about sex for weeks, but now that was changing and he couldn't stop his prick getting hard for little or no reason. He tried to keep it under control by masturbating regularly (well, almost daily), but this was no substitute for the real thing, and his pr...
This is a continuation of our real life adventures as we explored our sexuality. All of the events described actually occurred. * Kristen and I were really beginning to enjoy all of the new experiences we were having. Kristen continued to play on line and chat with many guys and couples. She chatted with one couple, Lacey and Brad, who were interested in m...
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I was at the top of the stairs and was heading for the bathroom when I turned my head to look along the dark hallway in to our bedroom. There was my wife with her white towelling robe wrapped round her rummaging through her chest of draws for underwear; she lifted out her black and red thong that matched the black Basque with the red roses on it. My heart sk...
Though the characters in this story are real, the events are a work of fiction based on past events that are real. Enjoy! Lori and I had been together for three years, engaged for two of those. Then she left me and married another man 8 years her junior. I knew their marriage wouldn't last. First the age difference would be an issue. True love though, would...
I've started writing a series of accounts about my life in London; mainly true accounts, with just a little embellishing here and there. They're about my sex life to be precise, but then what other type of life is written about on Lit? A biography I suppose, but a short one and an unfinished one. Is it arrogant for a, nearly, twenty one year old to write a...
Part IV (Sunday) Rebecca Dunbar stretched and swung her legs out of bed. The activity jarred the butt plug that was a constant reminder of her new owner, for that was indeed what he was becoming; she had to admit to herself. She dressed and exercised, after pulling the penis gag out of the closet. It went in easier this time and she didn't gag. After exerci...
11:47 PM December 24th The outer suburbs of Washington D.C. "Christmas is such bullshit, man," Matt Black said, and took another tug on the bottle. Tall and broad-shouldered, his short black curly hair was tucked under a winter cap. He passed the bottle to his friend, Jack Jones. "I know what you mean, man," Jack said, and took a mouthful himself. "It's l...
Later, after we'd all showered, we sat out on the rooftop patio with glasses of wine. It was a warm evening and we were all naked and yet completely relaxed and at ease with each other. Dan had asked Tanya to stay on for a while because he had something to discuss with her. "I was very impressed with you here tonight, Tanya," he began. "You were absolutely...
I lived in Rhode Island until I graduated college. When I was a teenager, I worked in the boatyards sanding, painting and fixing rigging. As the years went by I made a decent living out of antique yacht restoration. I'd since moved out of state and found new work, but a decade later an old boss made me a great offer. I found myself back in Rhode Island for a...