Since my husband passed away a few years ago I haven't been in a significant relationship. It didn't find any joy in going through the process of finding a man, figuring out if I liked him, and if he liked me, and then determining what we both wanted from each other. My marriage with my husband had been fantastic. We got along well and raised two wonderful c...
Warning: This story is a work of adult sexual behavior, and should be treated as such. It contains graphic descriptions of sex, and sexual situations. If you are a minor or are offended by this type of content, or if they offend the standards of your local community, then please read no further. Do not read this if you are under the age of 18. The character...
My girlfriend and I love to hike, we were taking our time, it was a great day, not too hot, good for climbing. We were climbing Mt. Washington, in New Hampshire, we got a nice early start because we had a long climb ahead. We had been climbing for about two hours when Kayla told me she had to pee and was going to go in the bushes and to keep an eye out for...
The ad seemed like it couldn't be real. It was exactly what I wanted, a school for submissive girls. I had to find out if it was genuine and so, with my whole body shaking like I was freezing cold due to my nerves, I called the number on the page and waited for an answer. 'Hello, Mz Lily's School of Adult Education, Emma speaking, how can I help you?' A you...
I pull in the driveway and see you sitting in your van. Engine's off. You're in the back seat. Odd place for you to be. I get out of my car, close the door and come over to your window. It's tinted and I can only see your silhouette. I'd know it anywhere - definitely you. I hear the doors unlock. You just have the remote back there with you. I take that as...
In my second year of college, I drove down to a three day outdoor music festival with a few of my friends. It was the kind of festival where you "camp" in a field next to 100,000 other people and look at half-naked girls and do all the drugs you can find. The festival lineup skewed pretty heavily towards "hippie," but there were a few hip hop and electronic...
First attempt to write a story in years. Of course, it follows that this is my first time doing this on this site. I have enjoyed reading many of the stories here for quite some time. So I thought I would give something back. This is fiction, any accidental correlation to anyone is purely happenstance. ****************************************** I was ninet...
THIS IS ONLY A TEST "No kissing," he emphatically stated, as much as a drunk could emphatically state anything. "No kissing. Right." I repeated, ensuring him I understood his instructions. "No s— spanking," he slurred, a spray of spit fountained from his mouth, narrowly missing my face. Glancing about the well-stocked tool shed, I couldn't help but take...
Timothy Brazelton was nineteen years old. The fact that he was still a virgin was no comfort. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t tried. The mirror told him he was one good looking guy. At nearly six feet with wavy blond hair and broad muscular shoulders he attracted girls and turned heads wherever he went. He’d been dating for over two years and had some close calls,...
"Yes, Timothy, I've been to dungeons and dominatrixes everywhere" the old man said. "St. Petersburg, Bucharest, Rome, Naples, Athens, Cyprus, Paris, Marseilles, Barcelona, Lima, Munich, Jordan, Abhu Dhabi, and Santiago, and that's all I can recall just now." Tim leaned towards his Great-Uncle Bennett with some interest. They were having coffee at an out...