"A Muslim guy can't be bisexual, Zahir Abiodun, the way I see it, a man can either be gay or straight, I think you're just greedy and dishonest, you lie to your faith and worst of all, you lied to me," said my ex-girlfriend Sharon Rosenberg, the day I decided to tell her that I was a switch-hitter. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, I am a bisexual man of A...
The Sequel to "Her First Time." * * * * * Part 1 As my sweet slave Silk brushed my long red hair I smiled to myself as I watched her in the mirror. Silk was not her real name of course, but it suited her very well, that was why I picked that name for her. Her hair was black and wavy and hung down about three inches below her shoulders. Her big green eyes...
************** When someone has an honest attitude, honestly, do you actually trust them? ************** This tasty young bird struts down to my end of the moderately crowded pub. A pageboy-cut brunette in a frilly blouse barely containing a double handful of knockers. Poured into a pair of Capris doing a bang up job of displaying the Golden Mean of her...
He wasn't falling-down drunk all day long, at least not on workdays, but he did start each day with a 50/50 screwdriver. He carried a 375 of vodka to work in his messenger bag and hit it a few times during the day just to take the edge off. Serious drinking didn't happen until he got back to his apartment. He strategically located half a dozen plastic 375ml...
Curiosity killed the cat - that's what I've always been told. As if I had ever listened to such an advice! Being a professor in a small literature university has its advantages, all my male colleagues will confirm: small classes, filled mainly with fresh young women (some would even say girls), some even trying their seductive skills on male lecturers to ge...
(Many thanks to abashed-dreamer for his superb editing.) It was Saturday; silk and I had slept late. Silk had fixed us a late breakfast of sausage, eggs, hash browns and toast. She was dawdling over her coffee and reading the newspaper. After Wednesday night, and her cumming, I had not allowed her to touch herself sexually in any manner, nor had I touched h...
This is a continuation to the story "Starting Over", which was written several years ago. It was not just a stroke story, but had some more fleshed out characters. I've tried to get started on this sequel several times, but never got going on it. In Chapter 3 of Book II, Luke was found, Livy and Lily came over as Livy was having trouble sleeping after her o...
Tia: I lifted Zoe up, with Zoe's legs wrapped around my waist. Zoe's hard cock pressed against my stomach, while my own hard cock touched Zoe's pussy. Zoe gyrated her pussy over my cock, moaning she wanted me inside her so badly. "You can have me inside you, but not just yet," I whispered with a mischievous grin. "But I really really want you to fuck me,...
Part 17: Sharon takes on Tommy and Scott. This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing and group sex. If you don't approve of these...
Author's note: In this fictional story, all sexual participants are age 18+. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. Your constructive comments are welcome. If you like this, join the 1%ers and VOTE! First, a very brief introduction. Then, the story. Have a little patience. *****Born on XXXMas Day: Shelly(It's the worst fucking birthday ever)****...