I was eighteen. I was invincible, or at least thought I was. I had my first taste of sex shortly before my eighteenth birthday, and since then had gone a little off the rails. I could not seem to get enough. I would leave my parents house with a wave some evenings, and not make it back for two or three weeks. Eventually the parents gave up trying to control...
It's been a week since the first chapter of my real life Choose Your Path journal posted on Lit, and about a week before that since I wrote it. A lot has happened in the meantime. Hullo, and welcome to the second chapter of my autobiographical Choose Your Path story. (To read chapter 1, please go here.) The vote tally from Chapter Once pretty heavily favo...
This story contains different combinations of heterosexual and homosexual activity. If you don't approve of one or either, please stop now. Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. I...
I. Lisa hustled Bobby off to the bus and headed back to the house to relax. Bobby was her youngest of three children at 10 years old. She had until 3 o'clock until he would be back from School. David her 16 year old and her 14 year old Mary were going to friends after day camp and staying the weekend. Her husband's parents were taking Bobby for the weekend...
Men across the globe waited with bated breath. Indeed, from the second Emma Stone's Facebook live stream came to an end, nigh on the entire male half of the world's population were on tenterhooks as they awaited the response from Miss Stone's nominated starlet, Chloe Moretz. She was tweeted countless times by thousands of desperate males, literally begging h...
I greeted the new day feeling a sense of invigouration as the dream replayed through my mind. I thought about what lay ahead for the new day. I was feeling adventurous. I decided to try an experiment. For some reason those construction worker guys bothered me. What bothered me was that they weren't bothered to look at me, to wolf whistle or stare – I mean, w...
By the time I got home from the "toy store," I was exhausted. I went to bed early, even though it was a Saturday night. Of course, I masturbated before I went to bed with one of the new toys, and it was great. Ali and I were both excited to try to get away from work for a long weekend to go to this Spa that Sarah mentioned. Ali called Marie and confirmed it...
Lewis had to go through his closet, Looking over for anything that might fit for the girls. Which resulted in him finding some left-over clothes that his ex-had left behind. How long had they even been around? A year, maybe two? Lewis really couldn't recall. Oh well, since he hadn't seen Carol in nearly a year. He was sure that she wouldn't care. It wasn't m...
The happiest day of Josh Fields' life was the day he and his friends ambushed their classmate on the beach. Wanda was a beautiful black girl with huge round tits that looked like half watermelons that sat on her chest. Most of the school had shown up to watch them pull Wanda's bikini top off. Wanda squealed in embarrassment and Josh almost came in his shorts...
My fun with Jim and his friends continued throughout the two and a half years we rented our flat from him. During this time Jim and I would have sex most weeks, with me having fun with him and his friends on average once every four to six weeks. I simply could not get enough of this old man's big cock and his rough sexual treatment of me. He was true to his...