Why had I even bothered? I hated coming to these parties alone. I looked around the bar's deck and saw a sea of faces, some of which I recognized, some I didn't. Across the deck, my friend Hannah, one of the party's hosts, was talking to two men, neither of whom I'd met before. One of them, tall with a brown mullet hairstyle, I recognized anyway from the de...
Author's Note: While the timeline is typically irrelevant to this series, as each is a quick vignette, this is the earliest so far, happening before all the others. Also decided to go first person, as I feel I'm a little better at that now than when I first started writing. This one is as true as it can be, accounting for the passage of time and faultiness o...
Picture if you will, if you CAN, that wonderful model woman, Donna Reed. A beautiful woman, always dressed so well; full-skirted shirtwaist dress, hose, high heels, pearls. Never a hair out of place, she managed a household, two children, a husband and helped with her husband's medical practice. Fast forward 40 years and you have ME. I am the modern equivale...
My heart started beating like crazy again, and I wondered if this was good for my health. Even though I felt amazing, the best I'd felt in a long time. I swallowed so hard I could almost feel my heart sliding back down my throat and into my chest that I instinctually pushed out, straightening my back. It felt like an eternity as the page started to load. I c...
It was a warm July evening, warmer than usual. There was a faint breeze, but it allowed no comfort from the humidity. The winters in Hennepin County, which encompassed the city of Minneapolis, were bad enough, but the unusual summer heat was more than she could bear. Heather had tossed and turned for the past few hours unable to fall asleep. She tried to con...
Chapter 1 "WHAT. THE. FUCK?" I was on a tirade towards my wife. We had been separated for nearly a year. A breast cancer scare for her, and a deep Catholic sense of marriage on my part had brought me back. Then, as had been happening all too much recently, she was leaving to go and spend time with her best friend. She started to explain herself. "I thoug...
I told myself "This ends tonight" I've waited 3 weeks for a response to my text message. I've stayed off the Internet, out of chat rooms, off porn sites. I checked my phone every time it chirped or vibrated, hoping it would be a response to my text: "Thank you for a wonderful afternoon. I look forward to seeing you soon." I was disappointed every time I che...
In college, my two roommates both had classes opposite me on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. On those days, I took advantage of the alone time either with girls I was dating or with myself and my roommates porn video. Pretty soon I noticed I was just fast forwarding and rewinding to the cum shots, pretty much skipping most of the rest. A few weeks later, I wa...
The chat room was entitled, "Lesbian, Bi-sexual First Encounters". Searching for a chat partner, julie4u2000 looked through the profiles. There were some men in the room of course trying to find a woman who was not there for the roleplay as advertised in the description. The description simply stated, "curious women wanting to discover another side of themse...
This story took place a few years back when I was with my first wife. I came home from work after working the 3pm-11pm shift, and did what I normally did every work night, headed downstairs to my den, turning on the computer as I grabbed a cold beer out of my beer fridge. I surfed the web for a little bit, checking out the news and sports, finding nothing i...