Dan Harris sat on the couch of his idol as she fetched him a beer from the refrigerator. He shudder and trembled: this kind of conversation wasn't going to be the kind he usually had. It was going to be open and personal and all the things men usually don't talk about. Brenda Keans opened it and brought it over, sitting down next to him, her body snuggling u...
I'm not really sure how to start my story. Is it too cliché of me to say, "It was a dark and stormy night?" Or should I give some backstory first? I'm trying to finally write out the worst single day of my life and I can't even figure out how to start. Fuck it, I'll give some background. I had met Summer my sophomore year of high school, when she came in as...
Chapter Two: Is Polysexuality a Choice or an Orientation? Polysexuals are people who feel drawn toward having more than one sexual partner, even though they may never actually do it. Even if they are celibate or monosexual, they tend to feel at least a certain fascination toward the idea of multiple partners, even if they can't imagine themselves actually g...
The tour of Fairfax had been educational to say the least. Luke had seen the school grounds, observed a few classes, and had a chance to set up his classroom. He had planned on working on lesson plans in the afternoon, but the English teacher appeared at his classroom door at one o’clock. “Hi Luke.” She said, reaching out a hand. “I’m Angela Miles, the Engli...
For my wife's 50th birthday party I spared no expense, renting a suite at the Ritz-Carlton overlooking the Pacific Ocean, just south of Laguna Beach. It was a catered affair and the dress was formal. The event itself wasn't a surprise for her I had promised her the party six months prior. She was expecting a fairly good number of our mutual friends, just a n...
Mary Jane swallowed apprehensively as she helped Steven Cornwall pull his shirt off over his head, kick off his boat shoes, unbuckle his trousers and slide them down his legs. Her best girlfriend's husband leered lazily at her. He pulled off his socks and dropped his briefs. Now he was as naked as she was with one difference. She held the envelope he'd just...
This is my first story. It is intended for mature audiences only, or for immature audiences 18 or 21 years of age or older, depending on the laws where you live. Constructive criticisms are welcome, trolling is not. I fully understand that some situations described in the below story aren't exactly how things work in the real world. I ask that you suspend di...
Normally, I wouldn't have been all that gung-ho about going to my twentieth high school reunion. I'd stayed in touch with a few people, but I didn't really have any desire to reconnect with anyone after twenty years. The only reasons I finally decided to go were Sandy and Erin. I'd been boinking both of them occasionally since shortly after we'd all graduate...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters herein are imaginary. All events described here are fictitious. All sexual activity depicted here involves humans at least 18 years old. Nobody is murdered. This story is not to be taken seriously. This is not a hot stroker. There is no detailed sex in this story, nor vicious cheating-wife BTB revenge, n...
After a disastrous couple of years at Bay State College in the City of Boston, Massachusetts, I cost my family a ton of money and got into a bit of trouble. When you're a nice young man from the island of Haiti who's lucky enough to have your parents pay for your schooling, you ought to be thankful. Oh, I'm not an ingrate but the reason why I failed is becau...