--Only months before, I was a shy sex deprived virgin boy with an uncircumcised prick, dreaming of my first piece of tail. I had a secret of my own. When I masturbated, it hurt my four-skin. I feared ripping it off and bleeding to death. I was also confused about my larger cock. Boys teased me about it. These facts are in another story, and yet others remain...
1. It had been a tiring day. But when I opened the door to our apartment and saw Marianne, lying on the floor reading, much of my frustration was wiped away. She was the most amazing creature I had ever known. We had been together for a year now. I loved her more than ever. We were both 23 and since three months we had been sharing an apartment in a studen...
When I was growing up, sex was something people got into gradually. Birth control was available but not like it is today. And, well, girls just didn't fall over and spread out at the drop of a hat. I was nineteen when I had my first time. Now, well, I have friends who tell me that it's not unusual for girls to be given the pill as soon as they begin menstru...
Waking up sometime later and remembering everything Grandma told me I was still exhausted and overwhelmed as I made my way into shower and dress. I opted for basic day wear clothing donning jeans and a light pink sweatshirt over my matching beige panty and bra, wearing no hosiery or socks as I slid into some straw colored canvas espadrilles giving me a littl...
This story is called 'A New Beginning'. It is a story about a man who feels he is jinxed when it comes to women. It is in two parts and will be posted a day apart. I hope you enjoy it. Edited by LadyCibelle. Jennie My name is Alex Martin Sanford, named after my mother's father. When I was sixteen and a junior in high school, my mom got very sick. I didn'...
A romantic gay fantasy (Readers should be aware that this story involves gay male incest and group sex.) My grandpa was chopping logs in the yard. It was a hot day and he had placed his shirt over a tree branch. The sweat was running down between his magnificent pecs and shining in the channel which led down to his belly button and beyond. He saw me stan...
Ok, folks, here's the next part. Sorry about the delays in between chapters, but the muse is taking this into areas I hadn't thought of yet. More will be on the way soon. * Leeanne sat back at the dinner table, looking calmly at her husband of three years. "You're wrong, Dennis.... the doctor's tests don't lie. I'm as fertile as a field.... it's you that...
Renascence Noun: The revival of something that has been dormant --- I was supposed to be a good girl. But good girls don't hang around by the dumpsters smoking cigarettes. Good girls don't take sleeping pills to sleep the entire weekend away. Good girls don't fail classes in their senior year of high school. And yet here I was, sitting awkwardly lik...
“Hi Mr. Mills” “Hi Heather how are you today?” “Not very good... Both of my parents are out of town an the pump of our the swimming pool isn’t working.” “Would you like me to take a look at it Heather?” “Oh would you Mr.Mills?" “Heather, you can call me grandpa. After all that’s what I am and all the young people in the neighborhood call me grandpa too.” “Oh...
Author's disclaimer: The characters in this work of fiction, involved in sexual activities, are all over the age of 18. If you thought part 1 started out hectic, then read on. The ensuing weeks, since Yvonne and I connected, were even more frenzied. Yes, I passed the Bar. We celebrated with several marathon bedroom sessions. Sometimes we remembered protecti...