After deciding that we were going to go out, I had a mixture of feelings. I was excited but nervous at the same time. I still wasn't sure about Cecil and Dee coming for a visit but I could think about that another day. What I was more interested in even more than our first night out as a married group- that really sounds odd, but as I was saying; I was more...
Note from Slickman: Many of you asked for this story to continue so here goes. Everyone is at least 18. Please take the time to read "GIVE ME AN F" Ch. 1 before proceeding. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, rewritten or redistributed. * Since the last movie night the girls had gotten together a couple of times after school to set som...
__ FOREWORD This story is a first of a planned plethora, although I make no promises to submitting the rest. I have not finished writing them and do not know how well this will be received as this is my first every erotic story. To be frank, beyond essays in school, this is the first story I've ever written. I hope I'm not as terrible as I think I am at wri...
My story last left off with me cheating on Brittney for a second time. While she was gone I had fucked and been fucked by one of her best friends, named Katie. Brittney had been o.k. with me sleeping with Michelle but I wasn't sure how'd she'd feel a second time around. Right when she got home I decided I wasn't going to keep it from her, I'd tell her everyt...
Ian was tired, bone-tired, after a long day's work in the fields. A husky youth of 18 summers, his broad shoulders and muscular arms testified too many long hours under the sun keeping his grandfather's farm productive. His hair was bright red, his eyes blue, his limbs long, and his tanned skin almost hid his freckles completely. The laborers left in the twi...
Exams were, well, exams. Until I sat on the desk and started to write, my hands were clammy and my nerves all over the place. But the moment the tip of my pen touched the sheet for the first time, all that faded away and was replaced by a manic drive to squeeze as many words as I could onto the paper. Time flew by, and before I knew it, it was evening again...
This story is based on an actual incident that occurred around 1980. I have altered some identifying information to protect the anonymity of my wife "Lynn," our friend "Nelly," and me, "Ben." The experience of that Saturday afternoon has spawned many masturbation fantasies for the past 25 years, and so I've added a few details from my imagination to spice it...
LATE STARTERS By the time her last year at High School got underway, Judith saw herself as cute rather than pretty. Her front teeth were a bit too prominent for her liking, but her hair came down past her shoulders and her figure was developing nicely at last, with the promise of a little more to come. A hormonal dysfunction had put her miles behind all the...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * An older man dies happy with a smile on his face on Valentine's Day. "You knew the deceased?" Detective Walter Martin watched her every facial expression and body movement. Looking for lies with an experienced, albeit jaundiced eye, a slight pause, an eye blink, a nervous twitch, and/or change in bo...
The wind whipped across my face, the frigid February air stinging the back of my neck as I walked home from a night out with my girl friends. It was late on a Friday evening and I was cursing myself for not having simply stayed the night with one of them, but it wasn't much farther so I pulled my coat tighter around my body and trudged onward past the neighb...