I, Derek Cosmos, consider myself a serious scientist. Others do not and derisively call me "Boob Man." You'll have to come to your own opinion. -αβγδ- Factors in favor of my estimation of myself are: 1) I have a PhD in human anatomy. Unlike male college undergraduate students who like to joke that their major is "female anatomy" in fact my PhD degree from...
Introduction Hi, my name is Joanne. I'm 28 years old, blonde and a bit overweight. Perhaps that explains my situation. My sex life, except when I was still at school, is a pretty solitary affair. I masturbate at least twice a day and fantasise a lot – that's when I do it more often. I own a small franchised coffee bar attached to a bookstore and often thin...
The following is a true story; the names have been changed. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Marissa and I had been dating for 3 ½ years, but it was always a long term relationship as we both finished separate colleges. After we had both graduated, the next step seemed pretty logical; find a small apartment and move in together. After a couple of...
Anne and Mike loved to cruise, they found it was a good way to relax, unwind, put their feet up and start to enjoy life again. Anne & Mike also found it was a good place to meet lots of new and different people. Some, like Wendy and Brad, went on to become good, close friends. Let me describe the four of them. Anne, 42, is what you would call reserved and s...
Years ago I traveled a lot for work. Some weeks I would fly out on Monday and fly home on Friday. During this time I was seeing a married woman on the side called Sue. When we had time we'd do a movie or dinner and once in a while find enough to sneak away for some hot sex! When I traveled for the whole week at first I was annoyed because we had less time t...
It came again that night, same as it had the night before. Half asleep, she looked over at her bedside clock and the red digits showed 12:47am. Lying on her right side meant facing away from the apartment window that overlooked the city, thirty-six storeys up. She winced at the cramp inside her, then moved her hand to rub the bloated stomach. It had silent...
After 18 years of marriage, my husband knows me better than any else ever could. It may seem hard to believe, but sex can be even better, because of the level of comfort and intuition that develops. The newness has certainly worn off and the bodies are no longer as young and flexible. This is balanced by a familiarity and trust that makes it easier to explor...
Copyright PennameWombat January 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual...
As I rub my cock up and down her wet slit I notice how puffy her pussy is. "How many?" I ask, teasing her with the tip of my cock. I can barely control myself, it feels as though my entire pelvic region wants to thrust, to reclaim what is mine. She shakes her head with a mischievous grin and tries to impale herself on me, I stop her by balling my fists ne...
I rap lightly on the door, three times, to signal it's me. The door creaks open, and I walk in, closing it behind me. I glance around quickly, and as usual two glasses of red wine are waiting, a bottle chilling on ice, a selection of exotic fruits and cheese are displayed on a wooden board, food for the gods. I still can't believe my good fortune. The ritua...