"You are going to let me up, right," said Brian. Becca looked down at him with a mischievous grin, "absolutely." "How long have we known each other, since third grade?" Brian had always cared for Becca. Even when they were funny, skinny kids, their teeth in braces, living next door to each other in the Charleston neighborhood. They had done everything tog...
Jon hurried to his car as the sky turned ominously dark. He just made it when there was a bright flash, quickly followed by a loud, rolling BOOM and the rain began. He ducked inside, and slammed the door shut against the rain which threatened to drown him. "Damn!" he thought, wiping the rain from his face. He started the car, turning on the lights and wipers...
Her bicycle was carefully propped up in the backyard the morning after the "Buddy Incident," as Rebecca had been calling it in her head. Did Buddy go and fetch it for her? What in the world did Buddy do in his spare time? Did he have a job? He had to be human, right? He had displayed a human level of intelligence. He was just ... hairy and weird looking. May...
As I have noted before my name is Kirsten. I'm twenty-five years old, and I have begun exploring my sexuality for the first time having recently ended a long term relationship. At 5'2" about 135 lbs with reddish hair, 32C, and nice curves, I'm attractive, but not a model by any means. I do work out, and my build is more athletic than super curvy. You mig...
On my knees on the vinyl floor, the metal choke chain around my neck, one end of the chain under the pointed toe of her fuck-me heels, keeping me bent over so that my pantied ass is sticking up into the air. The sound of her crop slapping against my silky undies punctuating the mean things she says to me in a bored voice. "Real men don't wear girly panties...
Kimmy and I have been together for a few years now. When we met she was sexually inexperienced, having not been any men before me. But after a couple years of having a steady boyfriend, she was finding her adventurous side. It started out just trying different positions in the bedroom, but then it extended to discrete touching in movie theaters and restauran...
W.O.O.F.S. That was the term I heard applied to people in situations similar my wife's and mine. Kids grown and out of the house... six figure income... "Well-Off Older Folks," they call us. Well-off perhaps, but older folks? Fifty-seven is old? Fifty-two? Those are the ages of my wife and me, and I certainly don't consider us "old." Yet to many, I suppose w...
This is the first in a series of stories concerning changes in a couple's sex life resulting from the great recession. It's not all bad, but they do have to broaden their outlook. * Back in the Great Recession, or whatever the correct term is to describe 2008's Wall Street cluster fuck, like a good deal of other innocent bystanders, I found myself without...
When I came upstairs to the bedroom, Lisa was still awake, in bed reading. She put her book down as soon as I appeared in the doorway. "How did it go? Tell me about it." I couldn't help smiling, grinning even. I'd done it and everything was okay. We'd beaten the odds and proven it was possible to live this way. I walked over to the bed without saying anyth...
If I told you about my day you'd never believe it. No, I'm not exaggerating. No one ever believes me. My mother has threatened more than once to have me committed. She says I'm a compulsive liar. When I tell her I'm not a liar, everything I say is the truth, scout's honor. She tells me than I must be hallucinating or losing my grip on reality. She also think...