I have enjoyed the past several weeks, as the year wound down, my sex life wound up. Several weeks ago, I found a local night class that teaches that art of sensual massage. After three sessions and some hands-on training, I feel ready to expand my horizons. Before the class, I relied on massage videos from porn sites to guide my technique. They really don...
The streets of Ruar, capital city of the Kingdom of Zentara, were filthy. At least, they were filthy when you left the well-travelled main streets with the fine shops catering to wealthy noblemen. The back streets, the slums where the common man lived were not so well maintained. The late afternoon sun baked the trash and refuse in the streets, creating a fo...
Another chapter, the penultimate one in fact (although I am planning on writing an epilogue too) as always thanks to North200 for his editing skills and his dry wit, his feed back can be very entertaining. Ivy was packing the dodge up, ready to go to the festival. It was the first time she'd driven the truck any great distance since the clutch had gone...
Blood was pooling in Nicholas' palm, slowly running in rivulets down his wrist and across the wooden tabletop. He sat in an excellent reproduction of a Louis XXI chair while the elegant period table was slowly stained crimson. Peter Styverson's lifeless body lay at his feet. His chest rendered open with a fist-sized hole just under the sternum, his heart dr...
I'm Dave I'd been a bit of a lad on the side; fucking any woman I fancied who'd accommodate me. Because of this I had had a vasectomy, I hadn't wanted to have unplanned sprogs complicating matters. I also had a voyeuristic desire to watch my wife being screwed by other men, but she'd have none of it. Eventually I got too brazen with my affairs and too clos...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
It was back when I was eighteen and a cute little thing just into the latter half of my freshman year in junior college. My parents decided to hire me out as a nanny during the summer for this couple out in the backwoods who had three daughters and needed a hand. Not to mention the fact that my parents needed the money. The Wednesday afternoon drive out ther...
Standard disclaimers. This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. ....
Surprisingly Jason woke before dawn. He needed to get caught up on school work so he quickly showered, dressed, and set to work. He studied for several hours before his first class. Jason also placed a call to Mr. Caulfield after checking the log book and not finding anyone claiming more than three cherries in a weekend. He got a recording and left a message...
As Vivian and Erin were enjoying their afterglow from their initial sexual congress they gazed at each other to fully appreciate each other's beauty. Neither one would objectively be considered of possessing the quintessential classic raving female pulchritude, although Vivian would still have her fair share of admirers simply based on her appealing looks. H...