Another true story from my convoluted life. I am Sean. I am a white man with very limited sexual experience. I graduated college as a sexual virgin and married a sexual virgin who insisted on our always using a condom when we had sex (she wanted to see how much cum I produced each time), unless we were making a baby. I blew that relationship with a one ni...
I must say, it is always interesting to shower with my nephews outside the bathroom door. At six and ten, they find me to be a constant source of entertainment. Questions abound from them, with my normal answer. Do you want the truth, or can I lie to you? They prefer my lies on most topics. They leave me alone long enough for me to dress. As soon as I leav...
It was windy, as she knew it would be. Leaves rushed past her and danced at her feet, warning her to slow her pace, to rethink her actions. She clenched her fists and bowed her head against the frigid air. The Gods fight when they sense someone going against them. First they put doubts in her mind, confuse her senses, then they move the air and shake the tre...
I was on Bournemouth beach alone and bored. My husband had to work, my girlfriends were busy and I was not going to spend the day at home when I could be catching up on some sun. I lay on my towel and tried to read my book but it was too bright. I rolled over and put the book on the sand so that I could read it that way. I became aware of a three guys who h...
Her heart leapt into her throat again as she replayed the message on the answering machine. Her best friend from high school was on her way to stay with her while she toured the local college. Amber was a beautiful woman at 22. She had medium brown hair that hung to her shoulders and framed her beautiful face. Her eyes were a deep shade of green hidden behin...
As an author are you a thief? Or a borrower? Or are you sharing? Or do your stories come from your imagination? Or is it plagiarism? Let us start with a few other terms thief, borrower, sharing, imagination or plagiarism. I will only use reference words as they are utilized for writing only. * Thief – cheat, crook, embezzler, pilferer, plunderer, swindler...
(Alright. This is my first story. Tell me what you think) Since I can remember, he has always been there. He would stalk me, chase me, hunt me...love me. His name is Luke, and as a child he was my friend. He was my protector and the best friend I ever. The friend who I didn't care whether or not anyone else liked. We did everything together throughout eleme...
Note from the author: This is a chapter 1 of a 10 part series. There's not really a lot of adult content just yet don't worry there will be plenty of that soon enough! All characters are 18 or over, we don't need a pedo for a protagonist here! ***** Stanley sat in the grocery store waiting in line. It was a daily routine since the year he left home, go t...
Chapter 9 Stan woke up late Saturday morning. At first he lay still while he put his scattered mind back together. Then he rolled onto his back, whispered, "Good morning, love," and went over what had happened last night. With the morning sunlight flickering through the curtains, last night's events didn't seem so momentous. Last night he'd thought the ev...
The Background He messaged me on another dating site a week ago. Was it really just a week ago? My god. It was a good introductory message -- the rare kind that shows he actually read my profile and connected to specific things in it. He also mentioned his profile on the kink site. My interest was piqued. I took a chance that he used the same screen name o...