After booking my flight for the dates Mary suggested sending her my itinerary and getting a text back with a calendar showing the date I would arrive with a big green "O" one days later making it clear how fertile she would be and how risky the roleplaying would be knowing I would go wild thinking about being with her again and would be like an insatiable wi...
Helping Out As time passed Jessica's experience at the club continued and widened. She couldn't pretend to love anal but now, with Sammi's help, it became another tool she used to please her lovers. Tyrone lost no time in testing her new-found skills and Jess soon found that what Sammi had told her was true. The men in their circle might prefer pussy but a...
This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in adult activities are adults, you should be too. These stories were written for free so you can read them for free. Any similarity between this and other stories is just because dirty minds think alike. Protected by copyright laws. This part runs a little long. There is one extra sex scene that could have...
I was in my second year of a joint language and law master's degree at a major US university. The work had kept me busy, and while I'd kept my hand in dating some of my fellow grad students, nothing had seemed to click. Then one day I was sitting down at my favorite street cafe on campus when a cute brunette coed sat down at the table beside me. She was quit...
Jennifer had been home for over three weeks now. Although I was happy to have my friend back, I missed playing house and having free access to Hal. The pleasure derived from late night trips to each other's bedrooms had begun to stale. The sneaking around and silent love making in the still of the night had become a burden; I needed to scream and moan loudly...
[Note to readers. Thanks again for all the helpful comments and emails. I really appreciate what you have to say. I'm blown away by the honesty some of you are sharing with me about your own lives and your interest in this story. Hope you like this next chapter.] * I mounted my wife in earnest after she opened her legs wide on our bed and invited me to tak...
"I don't know what the hell happened, but they're gone." "Who's gone," I asked. I had just arrived at Roger Allard's office in the consulate and he'd pulled me into the station's "Bubble"—the purpose-built room the innards of which sat on a floating platform and which was safe from electronic surveillance. Colonel Agar had turned out to be a genius at sche...
"Dr. Andrew H. Slater OB-GYN, private practice, Center for Physiological and Human Ferility Research" I read the bronze engraved sign outside the brownstone and pressed the buzzer. My hands were sweating. I had no idea why I was so nervous. "Yes?" a male voice inquired. "Um, hello, This is Tallulah Adams. I have an appointment with Dr. Slater?" The buzze...
One of my dearest friends in this university community is my neighbor Celia Rosenthal, who has been in charge of hospitality programs for international students. For the past several years she had grown to count on my husband Garth and me to befriend particular foreign students, whom we would entertain from time to time. Three years ago after our Chinese "gi...
I hate men. Oh, let me explain: my name is Alexandra (Alex to my friends), and I'm a lesbian. I know that "I hate men" seems somewhat trite, but I really have not liked men since before my first heterosexual experience, and that left me disappointed, frightened, and a bit sticky. It was back in senior high school, and I had finally accepted a date with Bob...