Chapter 1 – The encounter "Life is pretty mainstream", or so I thought. I lived a pretty average life: 45 hour a week job, hanging out with friends on the weekends, meeting the family on Sundays, the daily workout routine, and the occasional fling or girlfriend. I have never been a Casanova, but never really had a hard way with girls either. Ever since my s...
I didn't want to go to the party, but was forced there against my will. My dorm mate, Arthur, was interested in a guy I knew who was going, and promised to commit vile, unnatural, evil acts upon my person while I slept if I didn't introduce them. Having awoken in the middle of the night to find myself witness to such acts, I took his threats rather seriously...
I ripped the shirt I was wearing off and tossed it into a growing pile of clothes, I had spent the whole day getting ready for this concert and only realized fifteen minutes ago that I hate every article of clothing in my closet. I glanced at the clock on my bedside table and started to panic, Amanda would be here soon and I had no idea what I was going to w...
[Author's note: Matt, if you read this, sorry bud. I had to tell the story... and you owe me one.] Chapter 19. Helping a friend get lucky. Tuesday night came around and I had just gotten to the gym about twenty after five to begin my workout. I was in the cardio room when my petite gym buddy Sharon came in. "Hi lover," she said. "Hi sexy girl," I sai...
CHAPTER 8 My Sex Goddess Hi, my name is Mike. I'm now living in retirement at the age of 71. Through out my life I have had the most outstanding sex with some of the finest young girls, women and older ladies that any man could want. This is the continuing chaptered story on how I play the sex game with these many wonderful women through out my life. The...
Sometime after our new co-worker arrived at the office we started attending the house she rented in the neighborhood. The company headquarters sent her to fix some image problems created by the previous management and she was supposed to stay in the local branch for a few months, until her work was completed. Andrea is an unmarried woman in her early fortie...
My husband sits on the lemon-coloured couch, with his legs spread apart, and my eyes wander over his smooth, large thighs and the paltry conjugal apparatus he has between them: his penis is small and thin, with a little ridge near the head, and it droops down making a sad little configuration of manhood along with his two small testicles. I strip off my clot...
Kayla and I were incredibly close friends in our senior year in high school. I was so hot for her, and she knew it. She dyed her hair different bright colors every month or so, was about 5'4", 105 lbs with a huge ass and A cups. I towered over her at 6'2", and thin as a rail 160 lbs. We would hang out almost every day after class. She was the type of free sp...
Infertility hurts. That slogan is used on many fertility sites when discussing this topic. Infertility does hurt. It is imbedded into a woman from a very young age that every woman can be a biological mother. It is imbedded on our education of sexuality that from the time that a woman begins to menstruate, you can become pregnant. So much money, time, and e...
Not far (but just far enough) from the bustling little town of Ville de Joliesse, deep in the dark and mountainous forests that separated the queendom of Hedonia from the Western Marches, there was a tall, mysterious, and bewildering castle. The dark pines of the forest grew so thickly around it that few had ever seen most of the castle itself, but spiraling...