I've been away from this site for a while , but now I have a few more stories to share with you all. I enjoy getting comments and suggestions from my readers. * The day I had was hot and miserable. The only thing I wanted was to come home and hop in the shower. Since we had just installed an in line water heater, that meant I didn't have to worry about run...
I was eighteen. I was invincible, or at least thought I was. I had my first taste of sex shortly before my eighteenth birthday, and since then had gone a little off the rails. I could not seem to get enough. I would leave my parents house with a wave some evenings, and not make it back for two or three weeks. Eventually the parents gave up trying to control...
This was written about a month after, when we shared with each other our thoughts about the experience. Finding MY G-Spot and Thumb Rides - Her Perspective The first time I was intimate with him, I was spending the night at his house. We had watched a video and engaged in some stimulating foreplay on the sofa. Mainly, he fondled my tits/nipples and also...
It's almost your birthday and I don't know what to get you. I usually have an idea, but this year you haven't hinted towards anything. It bums me out. I've thought about buying you some clothes, shoes, or the like, but I want to make your gift special. It is after all, your 30th birthday. I know I have to find something soon; I'm running out of time. The ne...
It had been a long day and he was running late. He called Shari on her cell phone as he pulled into his drive, asking her if she would just meet him at the restaurant. "Thanks Babe, you are always so understanding. Be there as soon as I can." He said, flipping his phone closed, as he jumped out of the car heading for the house. A quick shower and he was s...
It had been a little over a week since my last encounter with "my Sir" and I was living up on a cloud with the sweet memories of what "my Sir" has taught me and shown me over the past several weeks. I enjoyed the fact that "Sir" was totally in control of our encounters and our communication. I had no way to contact him other than an obscure email address. Wh...
"I'm going to touch you." He said to me. I could feel my whole body reacting to those 5 little words. His voice sounded pleasant in my ear. A little more than a whisper, but still deep and husky. I don't think that he meant to be overheard by the other people standing nearby. His voice was the only thing that seemed to touch me. He had kept his hands to him...
They met on the internet and had been talking for a month on the phone, getting to know one another. They knew each others basics and even some of their secrets. However, when they both agreed to dress up and go to a Halloween party that was open to the public, and actually meet and maybe live out one of their fantasies, both spent days stammering for reason...
Remember the old MSN chat rooms? I certainly do, and I'm going to tell you a story about why I remember them fondly. I met a beautiful woman in an MSN chat room 15 years ago, I didn't know she was beautiful then, or that she would teach me some lessons in life, sex and love that I would never forget but I've always been grateful for the time we shared tog...
"Prepare to be kissed," the message said. I slipped my phone back into my purse as I disembarked from the plane and followed my fellow passengers into LaGuardia Airport. I'd never flown before, and the flight itself was only about 90 minutes long and relatively uneventful. However, having to deal with the mindfuck of a series of phone calls informing me tha...