I couldn't tell you how it started. I look back at my life with Shane and how we grew up together. I was always the popular little brat playing seven minutes in heaven with the boy next door while he sat in the corner making jokes and getting in trouble. I loved him because he was my friend. He got along so well and he always had a thing for me. I remember h...
The story is a work of fiction. ***** Olga became the best friend of my wife, she started to visit us every day and she never entered our house without holding a present in her hand. Mary would send me to Olga's house on daily bases in the afternoon to clean it and follow her instructions. Mary didn't know that I served Olga's sexual needs, I was always lo...
Continued... Parking in her own garage, she walked through the gate in the shared fencing, and into the side door of Harry and Vicki's garage. This was the door she always used when she was going over to their place for a little 'playtime'. Locking it behind her, she entered from the garage, which leads into a 'mud room', and then, into the kitchen. On the...
"So you want to know about love?" My friend, Erin and I tried our best to keep from giggling as we stared at the woman sitting across from us. "Um, yes. I want to know who I'm going to marry." She shook her head, glossy black curls swaying around her wrinkled face. "Are you sure you want to know?" "Why wouldn't I?" The fortune teller laughed, scratching...
I knew he was there. He was always there. No matter when I was in my shower or in my bedroom he would be there. I started to look forward to knowing he was there, always watching, never touching, never talking. I got such a strange hot pleasure from knowing that he couldn't resist watching me at all hours of the day and night. When I first knew he was watc...
I have a list of six names scrawled on a grocery pad, and in block letters up top it says: "Geniuses to have sex with." Underneath, I've added: "(in order of sexiness)" but that's hard to do. I hemmed and hawed and in the end I just listed them randomly, boy girl boy girl boy boy. Genius number one was "Richard Feynman (1918-1988)" and his name's already c...
"Honey, I left my phone at Liz's last night. Please send her a text to tell her I'll be over to pick it up." "What's her number?" "I don't know. It's on my phone." "That doesn't help much." "Call my phone and maybe she'll pick up." "Sure," I said. "What do you want for dinner tonight?" "I don't know. Surprise me." I called Stephanie's phone but Liz d...
This should have been the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me, but as it’s turned out, I’ve never stopped wanking over it. My parents are really religious and so when I went off to Uni they billeted me out in the house of a suitably Christian family. They were nice country people, very traditional in their approach to life. A childless coupl...
Tom sat in down in front of the computer, switched it on and waited as it went through the irritating processes before he could start working on his new project. Today he intended to get down to work without any distractions but as he waited for the computer to burst into life his mind started drifting and it soon turned to thoughts of sex. No, he said to hi...
Sara stared in the mirror at her breasts. She squeezed them. Hard. She did not care if the damned things bruised. Hell, she wanted nothing more than to cut the fuckers off. But what would that accomplish? Really? He would still be a woman. It was not fair. For as long as he could remember Steve as he thought of himself had felt like a boy...a man. All of t...