Six months ago, I was a different person. That's about when it started; the day I met Bill and Amy. I was a sexually frustrated, twenty-five year old, single Christian. I had a deep, sexual crush on an eighteen-year-old girl in my church. I was profoundly sorry for, and repentant of, my handful of sexual experiences, yet I masturbated daily. I often felt gui...
The following is based on actual events. The dialogue is as accurate as I can recall and (almost) all names have been changed. ***** "Just off plane now," I texted to my wife, Jill. "Baggage 6." I let her know where my bags would be coming out so she could me meet there. "Can't wait!!" she texted back immediately. I'm Ty, short for Tyler, and my wife of...
*Hello everyone! I am so sorry this has taken such a long time to post. I type from my phone and when I got a new phone I locked myself out of my account for a while. I am back to regular posting now. Hope you enjoy!* Natasha ***** The door of my Mazda pickup banged shut and I dug for my keys. I was almost going to be late for dinner at home. This had bee...
Back in March 2019, I published a story called "The Anniversary Dance," about a young, sexually repressed wife who turned to stripping as a way to help her open up to her husband. This story is another take on the theme, but the wife in this story has a much different motive... As always, constructive comments are always welcome and appreciated. Please refe...
Dear Reader(s), Warning: This is a somewhat longer story than you may be used to. This is a love story. I believe you will find that it is romantic, funny, and erotic at different points. It has friendship, family, and love. It also has a preamble that some may consider lengthy or verbose, before you get to any 'sexy' stuff. But it explains a lot about t...
When I Found You -- Part 2 © Copyright 2020. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 years and over. * I am Sherry. Chris and I are each writing a piece of this story. He has written the first part and will write more later and I am doing the same. I wanted to write this piece because it involves my family, my mom a...
WARNING: This story depicts a gay man having sex with a straight woman, if that bothers you, leave now instead of leaving hateful comments. Story may contain language, fetishes, or ideals not shared with the author and not acceptable in today's society. All characters are fictional and for all intents and purposes 21 or older despite the setting. If none of...
Dear Readers, Thank you all for continuing to follow this story. I can hardly believe that I have been writing about these two for three years. I'm saddened that it is getting near the end. My goal is for you all to wind up satisfied that these two are on the right footing in their relationship. Once we reach that point, I will feel comfortable bringing th...
© 2017 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This is my first ever Valentine's Day story...
Bridget entered the large office space and smiled. This was exactly what she was looking for. The office was on the top floor of a twenty-floor building, which meant no one would see anything from the floor to ceiling windows. The area was already split into four smaller rooms with a large lobby area and two small offices in the back. Bridget's mind was spin...