Happy hour never began until 8 PM. Leaving your desk earlier was a sign of weakness. Un-seriousness. An interest in staying in your current position forever. But when it got going, it got silly quickly. Now ice was tinkling in the glasses and everyone was decompressing fast. I was standing with my co-workers. Shelly was a slim, athletic brunette with a hug...
One summer when I was an 18 year old teenager living at home back in the early 80s, my parents told me that my sister had arranged for an acquaintance of hers to come live with us for the summer. I was never really clear on the exact reason for this, but apparently the girl was having some issues with her parents. I don't even think my sister really knew her...
"Okay," Karen had said. I was confused, "Okay? Okay what?" She had looked straight at me, "Okay, we'll go." "Go? What? Where? Out that night?" "To your girlfriend's, to your little game." That was Karen, the night before, right after I'd told her about Lush, my stories, Pauli, and the planned strip poker game, shocking the shit out of me. I remembered w...
Why was my best friend telling me this? God, why couldn't he keep his mouth shut? I sat back against the hood of his car and sipped on a beer. On Javier's front lawn was a grill and flames were shooting up from the charcoal we'd just lit. We were both nineteen. I don't remember how the topic got started, but the sentence I've committed to memory was: "She...
Dear girlfriend, Tonight, It's time we tackle the next step in our relationship. We've been eagerly waiting for some sexual release, and this will be a good way to attain that. I can tell by the way you grind me, the way you ferociously thrust your sex organs against mine, that you want a taste of sex. It always puts my head in a spin when I finger your but...
Chapter Fourteen Carmela Really Gets Busted It was all starting to feel like a bad mistake, Carmela thought, as she walked over the sand streaked cement path between the beach and the outdoor bars and clubs. There was a party atmosphere all around her, the beautiful Latina observed, as she took in the bass-heavy beats and the steady murmur of the crowd fr...
A big thank you to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, who always make my stories a better read. I should mention that I make changes after their edits so any mistakes I take total responsibility for. * Jim's Story: I grew up in a small town about a hundred miles from the big city. I guess I lived a somewhat sheltered life. We weren't rich but we didn't...
Kitty spent longer than usual in the bathroom. Based on the noises I was hearing, she was removing all the glued electrodes from her skin. After wearing them for a while, she probably decided that it was about the right time to gift herself with an extended break from her sex-coffin. Spending a lot of time in it was not all she wanted in life. Her last runs...
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...
This took place in 1966. A time when the fashion called for women too wear girdles, garters, and shiny ultra sheer reinforced heel and toe nylons, spiked heel pumps/mules daily! A time when my fetish for nylons was young and in full bloom! You little pervert! I jumped up, dropped the high heel pump in my hand that I had held over my nose and I turned around...