Disclaimer: This is a true account. Any inaccuracies and/or exaggerations are minimal and either serve to enhance the story or can be attributed to my terrible memory. Names and identifying details have been modified to protect privacy. Okay. Here goes. I was awkward in my junior year of college. I'd been awkward before, but I was really starting to feel it...
As she stands there at the counter balancing the cafeteria's books for the day, I can't resist any longer. Since we're the last two in the kitchen, I decide to just go for it and see what happens. I approach her slowly from behind, not knowing if she even realizes I'm there. As I slide up to her, I reach my hands around and up to softly caress what is prob...
I want to fuck a dragon. I can say I grew up surrounded by them. No, I'm not delusional and I learned long ago, and to my immense sadness, that dragons are not real (though there was a very brief moment of hope when I learned of Komodo dragons). I guess a more accurate phrasing would be that I grew up surrounded by the image of dragons. My parents are old s...
The horse ride back to the ranch was long and painful for Rachel, Troy and I. By the time we arrived there was only a couple of hours before I had to leave with my Parents in Law, Ben and Jane, and my husband, Michael, for the drive back to the airport and the flight home. I dived into the bathroom to have a shower with Michael, but once I had removed what...
It was the first weekend of August 1998. Mike Bradley was looking forward to leaving for college in two weeks. He was almost done with his crappy summer job at the local Dairy Queen. He'd worked there every year since he turned 16, but now that he was an 18 year old soon to be college freshman he was ready to leave it all behind. Every summer since he star...
My name is Sarah. I'm married with two kids and am 37 years old. You'll notice I did not say "happily married" because that wouldn't be accurate although I'm not unhappily married. Like so many women my age, we are just treading water and a bit bored with life. At this point there must be a little more to life than raising kids and seeing my husband ignore m...
"You can bite harder," purred Amelia. Zak and Amelia were parked in an elementary school parking lot. After much making out, Amelia was sitting in the passenger seat, jeans around her ankles, shirt lifted to her neck and bra unhinged sufficiently to allow her eighteen-year old B/C cup sized breasts to escape. Amelia's left arm was pinned behind Zak's right a...
I was a bit of a late bloomer. I can't even blame a strict upbringing, or religion, or anything else but myself, to be honest. I was just a little awkward and shy. By the time I was nineteen, I still hadn't masturbated. I'd heard about it, even nodded along and agreed while girlfriends discussed it in giggling semicircles under the stairs at school, or...
I am a 38 year-old man. I have been married for 11 years and I was with my wife for a few years before that. Over that time I have cheated on her with numerous women. Each year, I usually have affairs with one or two other women along with a few one-night stands. The longest I've gone without cheating is about 9 months after we first got married. I was a ch...
As the limousine pulled into the Southcenter Shopping Mall parking lot, Kenny's heartbeat quickened. As the driver came to a stop in front of the large "Nordstrom" logo, he felt like his heart might beat out of his chest. On the way there, Kelli informed him she'd done a little bit of reading on the subject of crossdressing and learned there were specially m...