I woke up the next morning to a phone call. It was a guy I knew from the basketball team, his name was Dan. An eighteen year old senior at my school just like me. He explained to me that he had taken a bottle of rum from his parents cellar, and asked me if I wanted to drink it with him. "Of course I do." I said into the phone, "you know Meg and Jen from sch...
When Naomi and I first started going out together, she was sharing a rather nice split-level apartment in the city with another girl. One evening I went straight to Naomi's from work and needed to take a shower before we went out. I turned on the taps and stepped into the big oversized shower recess. About halfway through, I dropped the soap and while bendi...
Scott farted, long and loud. It wasn't intentional. Indeed, it was against all his resolve and the totality of his physical resistance. But those things had proved unequal to the pressure that had massed in his bowels -- a pressure that, thankfully, expressed itself solely in gaseous form. Standing on line at the Department of Motor Vehicles for ninety min...
My senior year in high school, it looked as if it were going to be a bigger bore than all the rest. I had just turned 18, the weather was getting warmer and here I was with no job, no car and that meant no girl. On the rare occasions my father let me use his; I'd head to the local drive-in restaurant. I'd sit there ogling all my buddies' girls, not to mentio...
My plane touched down in Houston just after sunset. I was tired from the travel and all of the work I had done in Jamaica, but just needed to make it through the next few days before I got some much deserved time off. When I exited the terminal, my driver was the only one waiting outside. He was a foreigner, possibly Indian, who didn't say more than three w...
And just what would the perfect gift be? I wondered this to myself, as I walked aimlessly down the mall, aisle after aisle, store after store. The possible Valentine’s Day gifts were now starting to run together, all turning into one lousy gift after another. This time, I wanted something special. For after these years of marriage, the only communication we...
Occasionally an occurrence comes from so far out of left field that one has no choice but to just say, "What the fuck?" It happened to me recently, Jim, for any of you that care, a benign act at a party that turned my world inside out and sideways. I had never questioned my wife's love or fidelity, not even once. Gerry and I have been a couple since high...
Kiki and I met and dated during our senior year in college in Colorado. Our backgrounds were remarkably similar; white, middle-class, conservative, very conventional. It was not her background however that first caught my eye. Rather, it was the virginal sensuality that she radiated; that and a 35B-22-34 figure which remained firm and turned heads for the ye...
This story is mostly fiction. Its quite different than my previous writings which are more bold in the sense the wife is in total control. I wanted to write a loving tale describing what cuckolding a husband can really do to a relationship if both parties are in agreement. I value your opinion and hope I hear from you, in the meantime, enjoy! ***********...
I was really sorry to see Sara go away to college in the fall. It had been a great summer. The two of us screwed around a few times a week. She was my little nympho slut, and I just couldn't get enough of her. We had been able to keep it really discreet, and from what I could tell no one knew about it. Or at least so I thought. One day I was out gardening a...