Ron, a male straight journalist, meets Leila, the chairwoman of the local Lesbian Association, in the "Clit-ivy" bar. Besides Leila sits a big-boobed friend of her, who tensely looks at Ron, who feels both aroused and uneasy at her stare. Moreover, Ron notices that whenever he changes body posture, Leila's friend follows suit – and sometimes vice versa. So...
This story is about my ex wife Stephanie. We met in our teens, I lost my virginity to her which is something no man forgets. We never lost touch of each other and married in our early twenties. After four kids and both of us working sixty hours a week our spark had faded. We both had affairs and neither of us could get over it. We ended up divorcing. Steph...
This was written as quickly as possible, in a race with Anne08. It took me just over 2 hours from start to finish. It is short, but I think it stands up (so to speak). ------------------------ We met on an internet discussion board. I'd posted some geeky advice and she confirmed that I'd got it right. It still seems incredible that it's happened; though I...
I am not sure what I was thinking when I volunteered my home to Rachel. Her parents and I had been friends since high school, and for a short time, I had even dated her mother. We had grown up in a small town. Both of her parents settled and became school teachers, while I moved away to pursue a career in advertising. We hardly spoke, but occasionally one of...
Hi I am Tracy and this is my second attempt at writing. Hope you enjoy my version of one of our adventures. Norm and I have been married for four years. We're both in our mid-twenties and love hot, wild sex. I am the type of wife who love's watching their husband fucking another woman. Why not, I fuck other men. It has always been a dream of mine to watch...
There I was, standing before the phone at 2 in the morning thinking about calling her. You see, with my job I'm out at all hours of the night and she did ask me to call her sometime when I was out late, so why was I hesitating. I kept thinking about our last few months together in order to conjure up enough courage to make this call. We've been friends for...
I was merely looking for a tranquil, quiet life in the suburbs. Just out of a short, though turbulent marriage, I decided against life in a singles ghetto. Instead, I opted for the distraction of a yard and a small house, while I regained my bearings. Some of my neighbors had other ideas. My usual morning workout routine was interrupted by the sound of the...
Looking back on it, the whole thing seems highly unlikely but, what can I say, it happened. I was at our country place for the weekend because it was time to do spring planting in my beloved garden. My wife, Jane, couldn't drive out with me because she had a weekend meeting. Nevertheless, getting the tomato plants and the corn seed in the ground as early as...
I have often been asked what my first time I became a barbarian was like. So this is the experience, even though words will never do it justice. When I was young (ask and I'll tell you how old), I worked in broadcasting. I was a tall, skinny, long haired, bearded wild ass cowboy in the manner of Waylon and Willie. I had a deep voice, piercing blue eyes and...
I didn't see Margot again for several weeks due to long days at work. This particular Monday I was working from home, my wife had left for work and after my breakfast I went outside to feed the chickens and let them out for the day. I was still in my dressing gown but the garden is fenced so I didn't worry about this. As I was feeding the hens I heard Margot...