Okay, so maybe I did sleep with my college professor to raise my calculus grade, but does that give someone the right to ruin my life? My Behavioral Studies teacher, Miss Compton, apparently thinks it does. When she found out about my rendezvous with my calculus teacher, Miss Compton threatened to have me expelled from college and threatened to nullify my tr...
After many years of marriage; our sex life was almost gone, we were having sex ones a month or less, and was kind of boring. He just got on top of me; pound me for a few minutes and finished, while cleaning up myself in the bathroom, I will use my consul, (vibrator) to pleasure my self. I was at that age when women wanted to be sexually desired and to have...
My name is Scott. Something I always dreamed of happened a few years ago, but not the way I wanted it. Six years ago, I moved to Bloomington to manage one of my company's factories. The pay was good, but I didn't know anyone there! That's why I joined a bowling league. I put my name on a list for teams that needed a fifth player to fill out their roster. Si...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
The last three months had been hell. Eighteen hour days, seven days a week for almost three months. It was crazy. But let me start at the beginning. This project had blindsided me. I had expected to plod along, picking up this and that. Most of the group had been together for years. I had bounced from team to team before landing with this one. They were all...
Sampson College's football team was one of the conference's best this year. And the team's secret weapon was its cheerleading squad. The "Squad," as they were known, consisted of 10 of the foxiest bitches the sport of cheering had ever seen. How there could be so many superhot, supertoned, supersexed girls at one not-so-big college was a mystery. These gir...
"OMG! Is that a dildo? Why are you bringing that? Who are we going camping with?" Heather couldn't help blushing a little bit. She knew that her friend Tabitha was seeing a boy, but she didn't think they were serious enough to be having sex yet. Although, that didn't seem to matter to anyone else in the dorms. Heather seemed to be the only one not sneaking b...
This will be the first in a series about two college roommates who have many different sexual opportunities with women by attending and being active in church. The stories will share the interesting lives of the women they pursue As in life one contact leads to another. This will be my first submission in a couple of years. Many enjoyed the Pastor Sarah seri...
She could feel his hands exploring her body even before she was fully awake. Dreamily, she understood that they were in the same position they had fallen asleep in last night: Ben on his back, and she was cuddled up against him, her arm draped over his neck, his arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her ever closer to him. All the night, they had not mov...
Mary and Tom Foster are an average American couple who, at the time our story takes place, have been happily married for 12 years. When the events of our story unfolded, they were living in Houston, Texas where Tom worked as a high profile database administrator for IBM. Tom could easily have been described as an average guy. He was 38 years old, approximate...