I thought my life was fairly normal. My name is Katherine and I am 25 and have been married for 4 years. My husband Jimmy works in video production and makes a decent salary. I work part time in retail. We live in a modest house and from all outward signs are a normal couple. When we first were married our sex life was good. We had sex like I expect most co...
Chapter One I work as a midday DJ for a prominent radio station in the city. Every weekday I'm on air from 10 am until 2 pm, giving a hearty mix of music, news, weather, traffic, sports, and whatever type of on air babble I feel like. I only started the job in mid-January, so I was still learning my way around the city and meeting people. One warm afternoon...
The following is an account of one of my wild experiences when I first left home for college. I was moved into halls with 5 other girls in my flat, consisting of a fair sized bedroom each and communal facilities. After having a few drinks one night after having been there for a couple of months, I was sitting talking to Liz, a girl from Kent whom I got on ve...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. ***** Tabi stood with her hands on her hips, chewing her bottom lip and frowning at the heap of clothes on her bed. Her overnight bag was packed but she was still dithering over nightwear. At home she slept in the nude but she couldn't very well do that at a sleepover. "Tabitha!" her mother shouted u...
This is a true story, in two parts. This first part is the intro. Assuming I get a good reception, I'll continue. ***** I was at boarding school in the North of England in my final year (my Dad was an engineer and my parents lived all over the world). I had my final A'Level exams starting in a few weeks. My 18th birthday was this week, 38 years ago. I was...
Hello. My name is Timothy. I am a sexual addict. I am engaging in my fourth step in recovery: A searching and fearless moral inventory of myself. True to my word, I didn't talk to any girls for a couple of years. I went back to masturbating two or three times a day while imagining any number of wild scenarios. One week, I would look at Asian girls, the nex...
My wife Michelle was getting dressed and she had that look in her eye. It was a Thursday night and she had worked hard all week in her law firm where she was a partner. However as she got dressed, this was not her conservative persona. She put on a pair of way too tight jean shorts and some five inch red heels. When she walked her ass cheeks hung out and sho...
AN: This chapter takes place two years after chapter one. Sarah adjusted her pigtails and made sure that her uniform fit just right. She needed to look perfect. She had never felt so nervous, not even during her dad's toughest cons. However, this was different. She was going on her first official mission for the CIA. She had spent the last two years attend...
The idea for these narratives started as talks with my wife about my sex drive vs. hers. She holds the viewpoint that I am somewhat overly focused on sex at our age, which is for us, early our 50s. We have had many discussions and comparing of experiences, what it all actually accomplished is yet to be seen. What I Learned in College- Chapter 4.2 – Liz visi...
I live in a small town located in a distant suburb of Los Angeles. My Mom and Dad each work, and they work long hours. I am nineteen years old and I'm in my last year at Community College. I'm average in height, semi-athletic, and enjoy the outdoors. The backyard at our home, as several others in our neighborhood, is surrounded by a tall wooden, slat fence....