The following is a true story of my first sexual experiences. It happened many years ago, but most of the details are still vivid in my mind, the names however have been changed to protect the "not so innocent"... It was late August when Joan arrived at our old farmhouse. She was a newly graduated teacher and had gotten her first teaching job at the eleme...
Linus Waterson's hands were shaking. He had never been in a sex shop before. The quiet 20 year-old was a sheltered young man and it took him days to get up the courage to finally go to "The Adult's Playground". It was 20-minutes until ten pm, when the sex shop would be closing. Linus figured that by going just before the store closed, he would be less likel...
I didn’t used to be a screamer. It’s something that’s been happening more and more as I get older. I try to repress it. I’m terrified that one day the phone will ring and it will be our neighbor, checking to see if I’m all right. It starts with a quiet moan when you go down on me, your lips grazing over my sensitive skin, your tongue sliding along my folds....
The housing market was still very upside down yet no one thought much of it. Then europe tanked and defaulted. Their banks went and pulled ours down with them. The tea party, with all good intentions, would not let the debt level be raised, and so no stimulus #3 could happen. It was a perfect storm. The whole thing fell like a house of cards. The people left...
This is a sequel to Caribbean Awakening and it is primarily about wife sharing as well. I sincerely thank those of you that offered words of encouragement and constructive criticism. Your comments are appreciated. * I awoke late the next morning to find Beth in the shower. She was getting out as I entered the bathroom and greeted me with a tentative look i...
I met Brenda about 5 years ago on-line. We were both in a chat room discussing our favorite music. After a few weeks we went private and our conversations became steamier. Brenda described herself as a buxom woman in her late 20’s. She was married and her husband was a successful businessman in Seattle. Consequently they had little time together, so she en...
This is my second story I'm submitting, another short straight-to-the-point fuck session, except this one's about a boss and his secretary. Feedback is greatly appreciated, Enjoy! I'm sitting at my desk, in a low cut blouse and short black skirt. My legs are covered in black stockings and wearing small black heels. I'm going over some emails then I get...
Several years ago, my wife and I had a spontaneous opportunity for a unique three-way with another woman that continues to excite us whenever we recall the episode. We had driven into the nearby town for an evening of dining and movie-going. We chose an old, established eatery on Broadway and settled into a booth. We placed our drink order and went about our...
Authors Note: This is the final chapter in the "Striga" series. The Italian you see Antony speaking towards the end of the story was looked up/translated from a free translation website. I checked and rechecked everything in Italian that is written in this story at least twice. If it turns out to be wrong, blame the translation site. Also, I would like to...
A scurvy leather strap twisted around my wrist leashing me tight to a tree, the tingle of numbness stabbing at my fingertips, blood pouring back to my heart causing pins and needles to creep down my arms. I drop my head back trying to see beneath the cool satin sash bound across my eyes, but there is nothing but the abysmal darkness of night. My spasmodic...