Out of Peoria: A Story of Innocence lost. Chapter 3: Finding a man. A week in the commune taught me just about everything I wanted and needed to know about sex. I experimented with everything (except anal sex which had no appeal for me at all --- and I never have met a woman who would admit on close questioning that she really liked it) and was beginning...
My name is Cindy and my husband is John. We have 3 children, all grown up with families of their own. John and I have been married 36 years & still very much in love, though the passion had settled to a comfortable, stable state of contentment. John had an affair 10 years ago, but he promised it would never happen again. I forgave him and he thanked me, sayi...
My wife, Sandy, and I usually take our vacations with our best friends, Cindy and Carl. On a recent trip while traveling, it was time to find a motel. We usually checked into separate rooms, but on this stop, we found a motel with only one vacant room with two beds. Since we were such good friends and felt comfortable around each other, we took the room. Th...
Callista Monroe stared out of the window that ran the length of her office. The bright lights of Los Angeles was truly an impressive thing. Even at one o'clock in the morning the whole damned thing was awash with pin pricks of light: houses, offices, cars. People going about the business of living. While she went about the business of... Callie Jean was not...
My toaster went crazy one Sunday morning. I was sitting at the breakfast table in my bachelor apartment, drinking a cup of caffeinated orange juice and eating a bowl of Plankton Flakes. It was around ten AM and I was just trying to relax, reading the newspaper. According to the front page, the colony on Mars had discovered intelligent crustaceans who tasted...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists -- Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 50). This story...
This is the first of several stories about Jo An Bancroft a refined southern lady and her long journey into sexual awareness and permissiveness. * At the start of this story the south was largely puritanical protestant. Men were expected to be gentlemen and women were expected to be pure and chaste. And if you were, "well brought up", in a typical souther...
Janet and I were riding back home from a lunch meeting. Somehow we got on the topic of sex. I wasn't too surprised, it had been a long time since I had gotten any, from anyone. I secretly wanted to go back to her place and seduce her but she had to go to work at 5:00. Did I mention she was a stripper? She found it funny to tease me by showing me her 7 inch h...
On the way home in her large Jaguar, my wife tried to suppress a snicker, which became a snigger, and finally a full-blown laugh. We were giving her sexy best friend, Paula Pain, a lift back to our place for drinks after my second humiliation session with Maitresse Yvette, and I was – naturally – in the back seat, my rightful place, I guess, now I was being...
"Angie," I asked, "have you ever been to a porn shop?" "Well, yeah, in college, a couple of the sorority sisters and I got drunk and on a dare, we went one time. I remember it being dark and full of seedy looking men. When we woke up in the morning, we found we had bought a ten-inch lifelike dildo. I guess we needed something to prove we'd actually been th...