My name is Stacey (for the purpose of this story) and I am 42. I had to write this story because I couldn't tell anyone about it, and it was driving me mad. For starters, let me describe a bit of my life so you can be in context. I met Mark, my husband (Mark, for the purpose of this story), at college and we dated a few times. By that time I didn't saw him...
For most girls my age chat sites can be a complete bore. They're usually full of guys (or occasionally pictures of girls that turn out to be avatars for guys) hanging around in the hope of swinging their dick at the camera and impressing a girl. They seem to have been conditioned by Internet sites (and, sadly, I have to include some of the writers contributi...
The tall blonde walked into the dimly lit space of the café, pausing in the doorway, letting her eyes grow accustomed to the darkness. He sat on a stool at the end of the bar, watching her for a few seconds before he got up to meet her halfway across the room. She smiled when he put his hands around her waist, trying to pull her close. But she pressed her...
2011: The Proverbial Skeleton in the Cupboard. Dan had set up the HD camera on top of a laptop screen then focused it on the double bed. Using the laptop’s finger pad, he logged into Ria's model profile to make sure it was all set up to go live for the very first time. He felt he was pimping his girlfriend but Dan couldn't deny the excitement. Ria and Dan ha...
The training of Beth has been going along real well. I haven't had to correct her for anything in the last few weeks and now it was time to finish the training. I had two more lessons planned, one where I would tell her what she had to do, and the other was how she would react to a certain situation. The first lesson took some planning as I had to join us i...
Stacey had seen Jeff a number of times before their eventful day had begun. She managed a restaurant in the same area that he worked in as a cleaner and would often pass by him while he was outside or occasionally down in the parking garage. Over time pleasantries would be exchanged and he would smile at her, appreciating the dresses she wore on that beauti...
The Early Years Firstly, let me describe myself. I have never been the guy who attracts women by being obviously handsome. Some of my mates had merely to enter a room of women, and immediately experience one or more girls "hitting on them". However I am tall, blond and blue-eyed. My best features, as described by various girlfriends, are my long, straight l...
"You're getting married, an he's never made you cum?" Vanessa gasped. "Well, he's tried! He's a good partner in every other way." Mary backpedaled. ":I think I just...can't." "Every woman can cum. Just not every man can make her," She laughed, derisively. Since college, she had dated almost exclusively women. "Have you never masturbated?" "Shh!" Mary de...
Even though we were friends and roommates, Sam and I both dated Sara when we were in college. He knew her first, often talking about the girl with the perfect little bubble butt. "It's like a fresh peach," he used to say. "You just want to bite into it and taste the juices." About as far as he ever got with her was a mutual masturbation session at a frat pa...
Not sure about what to say or how to start. I am annoyed and at the same time relieved that you are not instant messaging me anymore. Maybe now I can stop talking to you. Maybe you are behaving like this so you can let go of me, or let me go. Who knows? One can never be sure of why others do or say things, we are never sure if we are lying or not. We lie s...