Devil worship. I don't know who came up with the notion first, but we had the idea that every Friday night, the county kennel club was hosting satanic mass, and we wanted to spy on the proceedings. At 18, we were still childish enough to believe in such hobgoblins and far too curious for our own good. We planned the night carefully, packing my car with flas...
We were laying on the futon (not even a real bed, what kind of a grown man doesn't have a real bed) in James' shitty apartment on Stillwell Avenue, the mismatched sheets loosely covering our entangled naked bodies. We'd just done something that James thought passed for lovemaking but I knew to actually be missionary sex of the non-kinky variety. It wasn't hi...
The deep, seductive bass of the music coursed through my body as soon as I stepped into the crowded nightclub, breathing air heavy with smoke and sweat and the heat of the balmy summer night - intoxicating. The flashing lights had me vying for balance as I moved through the crowds of twisting, writhing dancers to the bar. I ordered a drink. It had been far t...
Leif was heartsick. He knew he shouldn't have touched her so soon. He hadn't meant to do it. Just the sexy flavor of her mouth, the taste of her kiss, turned him on, and she looked so sweet, so precious, and proud after he told her that her life wasn't a waste just because she wasn't using those Yale degrees. He could see the hurt in those big pretty almond...
It was the beginning of summer and I had just graduated from high school... 18 was a great age of freedom. Instead of the normal two weeks in Mexico with my senior class, I opted for a four day trip with a girlfriend of mine to San Francisco. Little did I know when I set out on my trip that this would bring about a sexual awakening no one could have anticipa...
You didn't know what possessed you to travel to Miami, especially to meet someone you only know through the Internet, but here you were getting off the plane. He said he would have on a Hawaiian shirt and flowers and you noticed him right away. Roses, nice touch. Al was 5'9" about 160-lbs. Light brown hair, sunbleached, you could see he spent some time outsi...
Author's Note: This story is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to...
I’ve dressed up for our night on the town. I imagined how I wanted to look and feel and I was able to find all the pieces to fulfill the fantasy. Black and Red for tonight. A soft and feminine silk suit in black. Red heels. And a lacy red and black camisole under the jacket, just hints at what might be underneath. You’ll find out soon enough. We dine at a q...
My wife looks very much like those runway models you see in ads and magazines. It made me very proud of her and I love the way guys look it her when we go anywhere but it also scared me at the same time. We've been married for two years when a old girlfriend of hers Lynn called and told my wife how she was making some extra cash modeling for some outfit I e...
My wife had told me her friend Sandy, from her women's club she belonged to, would be stopping by our house to pick up some items. My wife said she would be late, so I was to help Sandy load some boxes into Sandy's vehicle. Sandy soon arrived and I opened the door to our vestibule. Sandy had an average face with shoulder length blonde hair. Where she shined...