Matt was standing in front of mirror, looking at his own body. Weekend brought an interesting turn of events that he was seriously considering to accept and be a part of it. He looked at his boyish face, he was a man now, though gentle features were shown on his clean shaved front. He was blond with quite delicate hair, he didn't have to shave daily, still i...
The notice stated: "Looking for volunteers to participate in social experiment, STD free, healthy body type, active sexually" Notices were posted all over the campus, but no one knew who's the owner. The only contact detail was a skype ID, as sponsors were mentioned such titles as "Science Nature", "Medicine today", "Anthropology" and few others. Though eac...
A few years after my divorce, I started to date around, and I had a mental checklist of the attributes and personality traits I was looking for. I wasn't looking for a slutty woman, but definitely not as uptight as my ex. I wanted to find a woman with a fit body, who was not afraid to show it off a bit. When I met Alex it was not a love at first sight thing....
I have had a lot of fun writing this story, which will have many chapters. I read somewhere that a novel should have good beginning, a mild climax in the middle, and a major climax at the end. This story has a lot more climaxes, that is, the characters do. I like stories here to have three pages, but this first chapter will be longer to include a first clima...
Belton, Texas, 1989 Cactus Sports Bar was the busiest place on a Sunday and owner of the hottest wings west of the Mississippi. It was pregame, the sounds of Ton Loc's 'Funky Cold Medina' rocking the bar. "Hey Parker, we call this the 'Dwight Clark shelf.' You have to reach up way high," Randy the bartender teased. "Oh that is so cruel," Linda sympath...
Please read "His Loss" as it explains much of the background of these people. This is a love story. This story contains oral, vaginal and three-some sex. There is woman-woman pleasuring, nudity, and Polyamory. If any of that will offend you, don't read this story. * The sign came down today. It read "For Sale" in front of Amanda's house for almost a month...
Readers, this is 100 percent fiction, although written in the first person. Just enjoy the fantasy. ***** Finally. Graduated. Class of 1978. 18 years old and ready to get away from home for good. Religiously oppressive mother and wimpy father have made my 18 years in that den very miserable. Enough said about home. At least for now. I could never do enoug...
A couple of weeks have passed since my crazy night of nude dares, and it's been disappointing that Dave and I haven't done anything new since then. I've really been looking forward to testing my boundaries even further than the gas station dare, but he hasn't even mentioned anything that happened that night. I had no idea my unexpected exhibitionism was goin...
Chapter 21 - A perfect job for Ruthie January ended on an ominous note for both Mike and Ruthie. Mike received an e-mail from his sister Colleen telling him that his parents had held a garage sale and sold off about half of their furniture. Even more disconcerting was the news that Mr. Sinclair had given Mike's sister all of his LP's and instructed her to...
Hello, there. My name is TJ. I am a young Haitian brother from the state of Massachusetts. I'm eighteen years old and I am studying Criminology at Bridgewater State College. I have a story to share with you. It's a story about life, love and what happens when a young man gets lost and has to find his way back to what truly matters. Back in high school, I wa...