The water was rising faster and I was running out of higher places to go. Water was already up to my knees and the chimney was my last resort. Let me start from a bit ago and fill you in. "Stephanie! Turn the news back on, what did they say about the dam?" "Sam, I want to watch "Law and Order"! Fuck the news and the dam!" "Stephanie, this is important! N...
Entry Two: Mr. Pain. Dear readers: First, I would like to answer some comments left on my last story. Yes, that is how the events naturally occurred. Of course, I omitted random events and facts in the effort of flow, but yes, I was a 22-year-old virgin when I met C. I also hated every single thing about myself. I have no idea where these notions came fr...
I sat on the cold, hard bench watching the hordes of police officers walk past me, paying not attention to the exhausted woman in front of them. I ran my hands through my hair, and tried to rub the sleep from my eyes. I'd been sat here for hours, waiting for someone to take my statement. 'Sam?' a soft Scottish voice called my name, and I looked up into a...
We walked into the shop on a cold winter's evening. We had just finished a light supper and were going to the galleries for a glass of wine on this first Friday, but this store just seemed to beckon to us. The sign that said 'Costumes n More....' was held up by a long legged manikin wearing hip boots, a mini skirt with a scarf over her breasts. The breasts w...
23 Return of an old friend. I was delighted that Susan had neither questions nor complaints about my behaviour last night. I did bring the matter up and she was quick to dismiss it as I 'never really had any choice in the matter.' Janet had planned it all and, as she said, it would have been out of character to ask Susan for permission. I told her I would m...
Right now, I am in bed. I am in my dorm back at Bridgewater State College. My roommate Elisabeth is asleep next to me. She's a mousy blonde girl from Atlanta. I am tired, from a long night at work. I am counting the money I made this month. Thirty thousand dollars in cash, all for one month's work down at Club Le Monde. Before you start asking about directio...
"Hey Rick, can you meet at the coffee shop across from my work tomorrow at about 3:30?" Amy's text read. It was the morning after I had stopped in her store. "I sure can." I quickly replied. "Couple quick questions though. What is off limits to you sexually?" Amy asked. I texted back, "I'm can't stand anything that has to do with poop or blood. And no p...
We had been to swinger parties before. Hotel parties, house parties, swinger clubs; hell, we've even hosted parties ourselves. So, we were not new to the swinger lifestyle. Generally, it was the same. My wife, Linda and I would talk to another couple and get to know each other a bit. Then, someone would suggest that we move the conversation to more comfortab...
Please don't read this story if you don't like wives cheating on their partners. If you have nothing good to say in comments please don't comment. Thank You. I hope you enjoy my story.... One day I was sat with a co-worker who drove a work's mini bus to take people home from the College I worked in. Tony the driver was a big, aggressive guy. He could be hel...
If I were to tell you to "Fuck off" you'd be offended. And rightly so. Yet if I said "Sex and travel" it wouldn't be a problem. One of our foremost sexual fantasies is to join the Mile-High Club. The two main ingredients necessary to join it are of course sex and travelling at a fair height. Joining is near the top of the ordinary Joe's sexual bucket list an...