The following is a true story about events which took place about a year ago. Although it happened some time ago the images are still fresh in my mind and I feel the need to get it off my chest. My wife and I started dating in university. I was studying to be a teacher and her a physicist. We started dating and there was instant attraction, we started havin...
From tenth grade through twelfth grade I had been going out with Terry. Blond, thin, flirtatious, Terry had been my first serious girlfriend. We got along great, and I foolishly but willingly spent every penny that I worked hard for on that girl. We spent a lot of time being goo-goo eyed with each other, and while there had been some heavy petting involved b...
I should have known the day had something in store for me. It was dull dreary and damp as I made my way from the car park to the Adult Education Centre for my Creative Writing Class. Being the only male I liked to get there early and choose my seat. This was not a strategic place to observe eye candy but more of a defensive position. At 52yrs old I was the...
All participants are over 18 yrs old. ***** -PREVIOUSLY: Jessica told Anneka that she's pregnant. Anneka offered for her best friend to move in with her so that Jessica's parents wouldn't find out about the pregnancy, but Jessica declined. Later, Jess had a wet dream about her future with her baby daddy, and decided for sure that she didn't want an abortio...
Just a short story about an author beginning to write erotic stories. Thanks again to 'Omegazone' for editing my story. Not a lot of sex, but some humor. This story will be a dialog between a husband and his wife. H=Husband, W=Wife * H-As I was sitting at the computer in my office, I have a home office, my wife appeared at the door. W-What are you doing?...
This is the story about how someone fucked up my life and I didn't even realise until it was too late and I was left with nothing but bittersweet memories and a real burning hatred for him and the worst part is I know he got away with it. To understand my story, I will go back to when I met the bastard at teacher training college in the 1980s. I am Francis...
Author's Note: This story is one in a series of inter-related stories regarding women with penises. The stories will be related but will not be true sequels. That means you can read one "Island for Dickgirls" story and never read another, read them in any order, or (hopefully) read them all. To aid readers, I will include the same "introduction" section in e...
Alex stood back and stared at his work; he had spent the last few hours putting together a make shift shelter for the threesome to sleep in. Using two sturdy looking old trees he had jammed a long log he had found into their barks, he had tested it's weight by hanging off it for several minutes before deciding it was anchored firmly enough. Then he had taken...
Karen Nelson sighed and laid down the red pen she'd been using to grade papers and stretched her back. It was Friday and the clock on the back wall of the rectangular shaped classroom read five fifteen. School had been out for more than an hour and the custodians had already been into her room. She would probably be the last one to leave the building, which...
The characters in this story are real. The events are fictional. I wrote it so my faithful reader and critic, S.E., would know something of my background. * When I was in High School, I was labeled as being a Geek. In 1954 that word had a completely different meaning than it does today. There was no such thing as personal computers. The Internet and e-mail...