Author's note: This story did not fit into any neat category. There is group and one on one sex (hetero and homosexual) depicted. There is love and there is loss. If your idea of group sex is one guy with multiple women this may not be the story for you. On June 2, 1967 I graduated from high school. The next day I stuck my thumb out in a westerly direction...
Jamie and I pulled our SUV into the small dirt parking area adjacent to the Winsome Trailhead. Our selected hike was an 86-mile meandering track through a variety of topographies, including rocky canyons, grasslands and a river valley. In addition, there were multiple side trails that projected to interesting sites that could be explored. We were not novices...
At the age of 23 Jack was leading a successful life after college. He was working at his dad's construction company as a foreman and was working towards a master in social work. He lived in a shithole apartment that he could easily escape but he couldn't leave it, for it was the last memory of "The Cunt". Every time he called her that it was only to make peo...
Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers and for personal use only. No copyright infringement is intended. * Alicia lay pale and wan, in the bed of her private hospital room. She had been in the detoxification clinic for over a week, now! For the first three days, they had kept her strapped down to the bed...
Since I've begun sharing some of my experiences with you, I'm receiving more and more letters from readers, both from the U.S. and other countries, asking for more details, background information, and, yes, even angling for a personal relationship (naughty, naughty!:) Some of you have complimented me on my writing style. Thank you so much! That's so nice of...
I'm not sure if the description is really accurate, but I've come to call it my catalogue of loss. This spiral bound gregg ruled steno notebook contained the brief story of my love life in the form of a list of things I've lost. Now for anyone else it seemed more an odd listing of names and objects with little or no connection, but for me each connection was...
Chameleon Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! "Ouch." "OUCH!" "Damn." "DAMN!" "Shit!" "SHIT!" "FUCK!" "FUCKING SHIT! That hurts!" Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Splat! "FUCK!" "FUCK!" "FUCK!" "OOOO! That is disgusting!" A friend back at the Alien Studies Society (and on Hentai, my home world, the name does not have the acronym of ASS, but un...
This is one of the more significant events of my teen years. Not just the sexual aspect, but all the drama it caused. In a couple of previous stories of sexual exploits, I have changed the names of the people to protect their innocence, so to speak. I will engage in no such noble behavior for this story. Everyone got what they deserved in the end. I was ei...
I called them the hippie chicks. One was the daughter of my next door neighbor, the other her BFF, who hung around the place all summer long. They were a year or so out of high school and I ignored them. Not only because I was twenty five years older than them but also because they looked about as bright as a small appliance bulb, their combined intellects,...
AUGUST 2017 Eunice picked up some bark, which would make good tinder for the fire, and now she had to look for some kindling. There were a lot of twigs around, but she knew she couldn't cut anything off a tree, that was still alive and would make for shitty kindling. Max and Amber Primrose, his moron girlfriend of '05, had made Eunice eat a bunch of wood t...