Hello Journal! I believe that sometimes we do not open ourselves up to opportunities and this can rob us of some of the best experiences. We develop a tunnel vision focusing on one or two things and miss all these things on the sides. Lucky for me I have usually been good at keeping my eyes open. There is a man in one of my classes that is nothing special w...
This is a fictional story about a suburban Chicago couple who drift away from each other sexually only to find themselves again. The story contains straight sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, anal sex, non-consent / reluctant sex, gay sex, lesbian sex and bisexuality. It also involves sex between adults and teenagers but all characters are 18 years of age or older....
From a very early stage in my sexual development, I knew that when I got serious about boys I should be a fellatiator. (MS Word is angrily insisting that "fellatiator" is not a word, but if Colbert is allowed "truthiness" as his defining characteristic then I can take fellatiator as mine.) Between the ages of about sixteen and nineteen I tried to abandon thi...
Many have asked for Carol's side of the story. You will understand this story much better if you first read 'Thoughts'. Thank you to Estragon who always makes my stories a much better read. **** My name is Carol Beal. I read the story that my deceased husband wrote and would like to straighten out a few facts, or at least give a different opinion. First o...
CHAPTER 1 With her fortieth birthday hurtling towards her, Bobbi Crawford decided what had until now been unthinkable: It was time she had an affair. She knew if she were caught out husband Deacon and their twins Roy and Rose would be devastated through perhaps not Roy, who at nineteen already had a reputation for being a lady's man. Bobbi hoped that meant...
Tess opened the door and called out, “You should not have done that. Come in when you are finished- the door is open”. Moments later she heard the sound of his boots coming up the grey painted wooden stairs and across the porch as the wind whipped up the snow drifts and the oak branches scraped against the house. The solid wooden door creaked open as he ent...
Nicolas stood before me and smiled. I smiled back, marveling at the sight of him. There she was, the man that I loved. Five feet ten inches and two hundred and twenty pounds of big and tall, All-American male. I've always loved big men. Don't ask me why. I simply do. Some people go for the muscular type or the skinny type. I don't. I like a man who has some...
Times were tough so I took a job as a security guard. It was film set security work which means you're basically a scarecrow for film production companies for insurance purposes. It might have been a big deal to some people, especially the younger naïve newcomers to Hollywood who might have seen it as a springboard to something bigger and better, but I had b...
She knew she must do it. Not only to please him (which in turn, pleased her). But because she had to know for herself.... * Neena needed it. She needed to be with them. She needed that balance. And not just the balance of being with both a man and a woman. But with the nature of their relationship. And by "their", I mean the relationship the three of them...
After hearing that Brianna had been talking with Olivia about our sex being the best she ever had, it got me wondering about how much my reputation had travelled around the office. Turns out it had gotten around. The risk of office romance, right? Well, it got me thinking: I've already screwed all the women in the office out of time, so why not try for in-...