Well, thanks. But that is exactly what I felt last Christmas, 2014, when my well-intentioned Christmas spirit—or, well, at least my conscientious plan—veered into farce. Not that I didn't enjoy it, at least in the end... Well, that comes out in the story. I want to say, first off, that this is true. It took place on Christmas Eve in a nice suburban town out...
Disclaimer: The following story is not intended for minors. Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or it is not legal in your place of residence, please close the document now. If not, I hope you enjoy my attempt at entertaining you with my stories that are a combination of true life encoun...
CHAPTER 2: FIRST TIME TWICE Introduction: The chapters of Hotbeds are supposedly written by an elderly man recalling his sexual adventures as a prep school teacher in the 1950s and 1960. ***** Were these women, these Lesbians, really offering proper, all-the-way sex? 'If you would like to, that is,' said Gwen. 'You might not fancy it with a couple of ol...
My experiences with sex had been limited, to the point that I actually never ever had any. Yes I'd had the odd kiss. I'd even had the odd fumble. I was now nearing my 19th birthday and I felt so different from my friends. I'd never been fucked and certainly never truly been with a boy. I started to think that there was something wrong with me. "Come on Poll...
Early June was delicious at the Academy. Exams over, papers in. Going home soon, to eager, abusively bossy parents. Nothing to occupy the mind but erotic fantasies. All those boys in shorts and T-shirts, sometimes not even T-shirts, sunning or playing Frisbee on the campus green. That was the spring that the Academy confiscated my brand new, specially print...
A/N: a little one shot about myself and my current boyfriend. If you are confused, it's a prelude to My Little Rose. Since I'm not American age of consent is different, but for website rules everyone in the story is over 18. * At the age of 19, it can be possible for ones mind to wander slightly in search of less moral pleasures. In my first year at unive...
Well, our marriage just keeps getting better. My wife and I love that I'm submissive and that I was bi-curious. I say I was bi-curious, because my wife set me up to realize I am truly bisexual. After begging her to use me like a sissy slut with a strap on, she not only treated me like a slut with her strap on, she happily watched me with another man. She se...
"mm, mhm, mmhh, nhhH, mhhH..." I sounded pitiful as the throes of another orgasm claimed me, wracking my body with tortured delight. The third guy on ass team was pounding into my butt-hole while number two from pussy team was jack-hammering into my cunt. Bull had started the party solo. The second sandwich fuck of the night coupled with the now constant buz...
For the next three weeks the pattern was the same. She would meet Brian in room 312 of the Hampton and Brian would answer the door already stripped down to his boxers. She would strip, put her high heels back on and then climb on the bed and suck him off. She would keep sucking until he was hard again and then he would fuck her to several orgasms and after h...
I can't remember how it started, I remember though I had some ideas sketched into a notebook. I thought I had found a way to time travel. It had occurred to me that if we could see events in the past happen in front of us, we could probably travel to them and effectively be in the past. I began to work on a way to move outside our current temporal sphere and...