A few days had passed since Simon's return, and they had been wonderful days. They couldn't get enough of each other, their lovemaking was intense and often. Stolen moments were taken for a kiss; they touched whenever they were near each other – sometimes a simple stroke of hand on hand, other times more intimate – a brush of a breast, a squeeze of a buttock...
I want to thank Jerry Olson yet again for his skilled editing. This story was written one night when I was in a dark mood. Joanna AKA Tigcub * Joe strolled down the back ally as though he were walking through a summer hayfield. It was a horrible neighborhood, a very dangerous side of town. Nonetheless he ambled along kicking some garbage lightly out of his...
TJ blinked his eyes in response to the strong sun that beamed into the bedroom. He tossed the covers off. It was almost too warm with them on. His mind wandered back to the events of last night. A smile grew on his face as he remembered Jennifer moaning, holding onto the headboard as he thrust his shaft into her dripping cunt. He looked over towards the bath...
("Revenge of the Coeds" is yet another true episode in the sexual story of my life. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance.) You may recall the real life story "Coffin Candy" that initiated my brief career as a lady of the evening. Angela, Suzanne and I did not get mad. We got even. If you recall, the boys of Phi Gamma Nu...
After that evening on the beach I knew my life would never be the same, but I was surprised by how quickly things changed. People immediately seemed to notice a difference in me, my whole demeanor had changed. The ever-present shyness that had crippled me socially for so long had disappeared overnight, leaving behind a confidence that allowed me to walk tall...
The temple shrine rose majestically above the ancient foliage of the Nilgiri forests in Southern India, shining brightly in the backdrop of the rising sun. The shadows of the numerous statues on the shrine depicting the glory of the forgotten civilization, gave it an eerie look. Hymns in the strange language filled the morning calm yet formed a melodious h...
The summer I turned 19, my aunt and uncle came to stay with us while their house was being remodeled. It was only supposed to be for a couple of weeks, but the first month passed and they still had not gone. My mother became increasingly short with her sister as the days dragged on, and my father, now that he had a drinking buddy, spent more time out than a...
The neighborhood was like no other. Every building looked the same; five stories red stone brick. If you were drunk you probably couldn't remember which building you lived in since they all looked alike. My name is Sara and I live in the middle of the block in one of those red stone buildings on the second floor with a view of the street. Life on the block...
She sat there, in the middle of the afternoon, watching the waves push the shoreline closer to her, as she perched on the steps of the beach house. The sky was sweatshirt gray, and the wind moved ahead of the waves, blowing in her face with determined persistence. Sea grass bent sideways from the wind, and the seagulls seemed suspended in midflight as they f...
Every Guy having a platonic relationship with a girl no matter how much he protests to the contrary, at least once, wonders what it would be like to fuck her, maybe it's just curiosity or maybe it's the millions of years of evolution dictating his thoughts, but every guy has them. It's seldom however that he gets the chance to act on these thoughts, the stor...