AUTHOR'S NOTE: As always, this story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. * It wasn't like it had been that one time in college, when she got wasted and made out with her sorority sister while a gaggle of horny guys stood around in a semi-circle, slack-jawed and half-hard. What she did that night was har...
Author's note: This story involves an engaged couple, not a married couple, but I still think it belongs most appropriately in Loving Wives. ***** To really understand what happened, you have to know about Michelle and the way she was raised. Michelle Hardison grew up in Carey, Ohio, a small town in the northern part of the state. Her father Tom was Vice-...
I am Susie O'Connell and I asked Howard to add this story about Colleen to his story of Trish. I was going to write about part of this story but thought it best to have Howard tell the whole story. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My name is Howard Duncan. I am 19 and am about to begin my second year at the local community college. This is the story of Colleen Mu...
Dear Readers - This is a modern story of love and danger in many parts. Enjoy. ***** Fashion is our Name - Part 1 - They had to carry on Chapter 1 - Philip Disappears Her hand on his shoulder woke him. "Let me in there." He sleepily moved over, saying, "I don't have anything on." She was very cold and pressed herself to him. "Neither do I. Don't worr...
AUTHORS NOTE: This story is about a very sexually active young man who particularly enjoys anal sex. He has sex with his female classmates, teachers, school staff, some classmate's mothers and bisexual sex with his gay roommate. PRELUDE On a dare from his male classmates, Matt agreed to take his cock out n class. He was seated near the back of the room sev...
I'm writing this story try to think of a way out of the mess I have gotten myself and my wife into and I have no one to blame but myself. My name is Dave. My wife Lisa and I started dating while we were Freshman in high school. She was, by far, the hottest girl to ever attend our small town high school. She was a cheerleader and I was the star running back f...
Hey, it's me again, welcome back to my memoir. I may someday go back to write more about the time Brent and I spent together that summer before college, but that will probably be another set of stories, another time. There were some interesting things happen then, but I want to move along now. I love getting comments, so if you have criticism, good or bad, f...
I was a kid. I was just a damn kid of nineteen out with his friends when I met Wendy. We were all at a buddy's house whose parents were conveniently gone for the weekend. The beer and wine flowed and that night I met the love of my life. Wendy had just turned eighteen and a senior in high school and looked it. Young, pretty with her long straight brown hair...
*He who said 'Live by the sword/die by the sword' wasn't into empire-building* Thanks to Frontma for another dandy job editing! (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) * "Zane, what's up?" Christina said by way of greetings when I returned to ca...
"Cynthia, come on!" Her mother said in an exasperated voice. "Get your shoes on or you'll be late for school." Marie quickly finished the last of the dishes, placing them in the draining rack before drying her hands and grabbing the hair brush from the counter. She turned to her five year old daughter and hurriedly began the task of untangling the long messy...