For a first fuck, there is no habitat so lush and fine as a man's recollection. A quarter century of observation has convinced me that a first fuck not only lives on in the memory of a man but thrives there, increasing in length and prowess with each passing year until at last it reaches full maturity, which is to say, steamy and passionate enough to resurre...
Julie waited. Funny, waiting is generally thought of as an active task. Waiting is usually a passive task. One expects an event to happen and until such time as it does, one does something else. But this waiting was not like waiting for the turkey to cook, and peeling potatoes in the meantime. This was waiting. Julie was actively, in the process of; waiting....
Going out to lunch with an ex has historically been a very surreal experience. Do you shake hands or hug? God forbid you both do the opposite of the other and conduct a weird desynchronized dance of handshake half hug. Callie and I ended on good enough of terms, so we hug and sit across from each other, some slight awkwardness due to her half leaning in for...
Three perspectives on their first threesome together. Dee and James have been together as a couple for the last year and a half. They are very open and honest with each other and love to explore their sensuality together. This story is about their first time they shared their bed with another woman. James' Perspective: "When Dee and I first met, I knew she...
There were only thirty six of them left. Well thirty five as one was the dark council's champion. The fact that they were freakishly strong compared to the rest that he had faced here wasn't lost on him either. Alan watched as the last of the ash or dust blew away the remnants of the last one of the five he had faced. Shaking his head he had to admit once th...
*Note to readers. Were I interested in transitioning, this could be my own personal story. However, I have no such desire and, having tried living full-time once for a week (see my story Serendipity) I know with perfect certainty I am happy being a woman every other night for my beautiful girlfriend, Kay, and being a man the rest of the week. From the stan...
Day 12 Another day, another glorious day; it is what I so like about a Mediterranean summer compared to an English one - the guarantee of sunshine and warmth. It is not to say I do not like England in the summer; an English summer's day spent in the perfect English countryside can be the best of things drifting into a warm English night - but there is no gu...
As Katlyn lay in bed, she wondered when she would be with her baby again. They hadn't been able to be together for quite some time. Mark had been away, and was due to be released from Jail soon. He'd been involved in an armed robbery, and had been sentenced to five years. Katlyn knew he wasn't really a bad person; he'd just got himself mixed up with the wron...
PRELUDE Cathleen and I had just finished our first round of sex at her apartment. In the past, our sexual adventures always took place in the office, my car or a hotel room. She recently got divorced and moved into her own apartment. Of course, I helped her with the move. Now that the infidelity was no longer an issue we still had to be careful about the wo...
Prologue: As an introduction to the below narrative you might want to read the Wild Photo Session series, in particular, parts 2 & 3. Plus I decided to split this into two parts due to the length of the original narrative once I documented everything. And be advised, the following chronicles lesbian sex, so if it's not to your liking you might want to find...