I'm about the poorest judge of women on the planet. I must have neon lights on my forehead that flash "Fuck Over Brent Stromberg," because that appears to be my plight in life. Since I'm told I'm a very good looking guy, I've never had TROUBLE ATTRACTING women - it's just that apparently it's only TROUBLE women that I'm ATTRACTED to. While I'm pleasant to n...
Many thanks to Renee and Kent for the editing of this story. * When this story began about five years ago I, Sebastian Sandell, ought to been the happiest guy in my small Scandinavian hometown because I had most of what most young men wanted to have. I had many good friends, a good job, nice apartment, almost new car and a very beautiful girlfriend. Who,...
My name is Tom O'Donnell. I'm thirty-six; the Chief Engineer, for Eco-Logics Technologies. The following account was mostly told to me by Kathy, my wife of eight years. I remember it so clearly – every detail and nuance – because, for me, at least, it was the most novel, engaging, and, quite literally, fantastic story I'd ever heard. It all began when Kathy...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the persons, characters, franchises or places depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence....
"What do you want for your 19th birthday?" My best friend asked me, thrusting a candle into my hand. I smirked at her, and joked, "A boyfriend!" She laughed. "One who's good in bed!" "Yeah!" I cheered in agreement. "One who gives me so much sex it feels like there's two of him!" "How about smart?" She asked. "Yep, and funny... um... good looking... but...
Kate and I usually travel two-up on one bike. We rarely tour with others because it's tough to find another couple, let alone a group, who are in sync with what we want to do any given day. A long trip becomes a series of annoying compromises with a group. We also miss a lot of opportunities to meet locals along the way. We don't have to compromise when it i...
I looked across the playing hall to find her. I knew where to look, among the top boards of the open section. And she stood out, an attractive blonde-haired woman in a room full of shabby men. She was a chess player, an internationally known master. It was a surprise to see her in Philadelphia, so far from home. There was a good contingent of foreign playe...
Cleo and I were both nurses in our late twenties employed at the local hospital. We had been seeing each other for almost a year when we worked the same shift we always took our evening meal together once the patients had settled down and our wards were quite. On an unusually balmy night in September we had arranged to meet on the flat roof of a disused ho...
Sometime in the night, we both awoke and made love. I curled up against Daniel and the feel of my naked skin must have hardened him again. In the darkness we kissed and caressed one another, his whispered words of love reassuring me as we moved together, our bodies uniting perfectly, moulding into one another as we shuddered, cried and moaned our desire. I r...
This is a little story about me, my wife Elizabeth, and her cousin Terence. Elizabeth (Liz) and I had been married a year at this time in our lives. I was 24 years old, Liz was 23. Terence, Liz' cousin was 24. Liz was very close to her cousin, her only family in the area, and we spent a lot of time with each other. We would double date frequently with Tere...