This is a true story about a former girlfriend. We made love many times before. She related this, her first college experience to me. She was a freshman at the time. She attended a prestigious "off Ivy" eastern college. The first time she saw him was in class. It was her first day of contemporary American history. He did not really notice her. She sat far a...
This is maybe not the best of stories, but it really did happen and it was an awesome experience so I thought I would share it with you, Dear Reader. It was getting late. He had to be up early the next day (and consequently, so did I- I didn't want to be alone here while he was out for the day and the housekeeping staff were going about their business). I w...
W.G.M.A.T.A.T.S.: Unofficial SEAL Team Six motto: We Get More Ass Then A Toilet Seat. When you think of the SEALs, you picture a military unit, guns blazing, advancing against an enemy. We do that. But, we also travel throughout the world, with documents identifying us as business men, travelers, tourists, or reporters, not necessarily American. We wear unco...
(Author's Note: this story intertwines with other stories I have written. It takes place before all the other stories that have Rorke, Avery, and Jack's POV. You do not have to read all the other stories to understand or enjoy what occurs. The theme of these stories are ENM/CFNM and I hope you like this arc and check out my other works if you feel inclined....
"All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident." ― Arthur Schopenhauer The cactus outside the sex cinema was more twisted than the belief Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump actually care about us. I sat in a bug-baked jalopy, gazing through the greasy windshield at t...
"You're not a fool. You can sit down, if you'd like." "I'm not keeping you from working on your story?" At a wooden table in the otherwise empty Mystery section of the campus library, Abbey pulled out a chair next to her. "Are you a writer, too?" "Aspiring." He sat and faced her, keeping his voice low. "I have started a bunch of them, but I haven't finish...
Here is chapter seven. I hope this will satisfy those who have been patiently waiting. This is the longest installment so far...it came to almost seventy-five pages in MS Word. I was surprised at how easy it was to write this particular chapter; it certainly cuts way down on the time between postings. I guess when dealing with the darker side of fiction, my...
This is a character driven story, of two lovers, Misha and Froo. But in life, no relationship is in isolation and theirs is no different. I have incorporated some of your suggestions into the story and would like to thank those of you who have sent messages saying they are enjoying the story so far, and have commented in which direction they would like the...
This is my first submission to the site. All comments are welcome... -Santana- I paused at the library doors and stared up at the sun. It was particularly blinding that day but I barely squinted as I stared straight into its brightness. I thought back to another day like this one, a day where the sun was blinding and the air was muggy and humid. I was 17...
This is the story of a young man's ascent into manhood. What you are about to read are actual incidents from my teenage years. My first sexual encounter came on one of those fabulous spring days and is what all young men hope for - initiation into the joys of sex by an experienced older woman. My best friend Bobby and I had been shooting some hoops in th...