Before coming out of my shell, I had been a book worm and a prude. But I had also consistently been the girl who got the best grades in my class from probably 3rd grade through high school graduation. I was shy and nerdy, but accustomed to being right about almost everything. I was sure I was the smartest girl in the room. Hence my username. I was a total...
At 28 years old I hadn't been with a man for three years. The first two years after my husband died, I couldn't bare the thought of another man touching me. I felt like it was cheating. Jake wasn't supposed to die in that car accident. He was supposed to grow old and gray with me. Jake was gone and I knew I had to move on, but acknowledging this didn't make...
John wanted to roll over and go back to sleep but Melody wouldn't let him. "It's Saturday, Mel. We can work in the yard all day long. Give me another couple of hours. Come back to bed and let me feel the warmth of your breasts. You like to wrap your warm thighs around me. Come wrap 'em baby!" Melody laughed, "You know I will reward you at the end of the da...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Thirty-Three. 2013. (March.) Sam, mid-thirties. What attracted me to Sam was that he seemed so confident and knowledgeable. He'd been everywhere and seen everything; at least according to his own conversation. Sam was also a brilliant linguist, speaking several languages flu...
Notes : I am British, the characters are British, set in England in fact the Cotswolds, I use English spelling and terms, none are unusual. The people and places are all fictional but inspired by real life, this is the first part. * Mike Wood had just got back from a disastrous holiday, it was at the coast with friends and there was a major falling out,...
LXISinners, Poor and WretchedRoland2089 "Is it true that you were once a gardener?" asked the affluent woman whose conscience had been sufficiently pricked to shove a few sizeable notes into the collection box chained to the counter. "Not only a gardener," Roland admitted. "I've also been a teacher and a hospital nurse, but I guess this was the kind of wor...
I can tell there will be trouble when it first starts. Here is my second wife, huddled in the den with her older girlfriends on a rainy Friday night, sipping wine and chatting. And as with most chats, it turns to one thing: sex, or rather the lack of it thereof. Now, this is my wife Cheryl's first marriage, and there are some things she doesn't know that I...
"So, who's this guy coming over today?" Ms. Evans asked. "His name is Joel. He and my son used to go to school together. He's in need of some extra money, so I asked him to come by and help with your garden today," Ms. Jones asked. "That's not all, from what my son said, he's supposed to be a massive pervert who's never gotten laid." "I see now. So you wan...
Lying in bed, still naked from his recent adventures next door - a night time escapade of naked hide and seek plus his so recent early morning bout with sweet young Emma - Matthew thought about what it would be like if it was his wife, Sarah, rather than himself who was playing away from home. Playing away with a hypothetical group of young lads, in much the...
Dorothy Chester was watching again from her seat, in the shed. What a sight. Jonathan was facing her, standing about six feet away. His shorts were down around his ankles and a singular object was pointing out from him, up, hard and proud. "Gosh," she heard herself murmur at the sight. A firm, thick, perky, fresh, penis, was pointing directly at her. "...