Day 2 I woke up thinking of Derrick, I knew I had to fuck someone else soon, and Derrick was defiantly sexy enough to get me wet. But as the day progressed I began to worry that I wouldn't be good enough for him, I was pretty sure he'd had sex before- probably with dozens of different girls. I didn't want him to think I wasn't any good at it, or laugh at me...
I'm first to wake up. I generally am. As I lie there, idly thinking, about the day ahead, the night before, and listening to you breathing heavily, deeply, snoring, sleeping beside me, I keep my breathing all relaxed and sleepy too. I roll gently over and put my hand by your hip, as you sleep on your left side, and rest it there awhile, before making a pseu...
So let me tell you a little about my perversions. I was married for thirty two years. She was a great woman and willing to do pretty much anything I ask to please me. I do have a bit if a bisexual side and twice the urge to suck a cock got too strong and I fooled around with a gay friend of mine but other that the only straying I did was porn. And lots of po...
BACKGROUND Surrounded on each side by a scattered array of notes to herself, fact sheets and statements, 32 year old Andrea Bell leaned back on her weathered sofa and exhaustedly combed her hands through her short, curly brown hair. "How in the Hell am I ever going to make this work?" the budding assistant district attorney sighed, wondering aloud how the...
In college I lived in an old seven-bedroom house with a bunch of roommates. My room was in the back of the house on the second floor. It overlooked a creek and big leafy trees. Just outside my window was a roof that you could climb out onto through the upstairs kitchen window. I was in art school and every Saturday morning I would meet with my glass sculpt...
I’d been working as a doorman of this club called The Loft for two years now. It was a good job. Good pay, $30 an hour. Flexible hours so I could study during the week, I typically only worked Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. People always asked, doesn’t it suck having to work every weekend while they got to drink? Not really. I was used to working weeken...
I struggled which category to put this one because it doesn't fit most of them well. I went with Novels and Novellas because it's about 22K words ... hopefully no one will feel cheated because it's too short. Feedback is always welcome though if you hate it, please tell me why it's no good. That's the only way I'll learn. Thanks! I guess I should have seen...
Another reader request; this is my take on a very overused trope. Hope you enjoy it! * * * The waves surged, in and out, like foamy grey rolling pins flecked with seaweed, and between the ominous-looking water and the gritty snow on the sand under my feet, I couldn't help but wonder what the fuck I was doing here. Ah, but then I felt the chilly fingers...
I know, it has been a while. I am working on the conclusion of LATL. It took me a while for this chapter because I am working on 4 or 5 chapters at the same time. I had over ten chapters, partially written. My goal was 100 chapters, and when I was turning out one a month, I had started many. Now, I am pulling relevant parts from all the others and things tha...
I didn't hear from Laura for several days. I grew nervous thinking that she may have had second thoughts about fooling around with a guy my age. I tried to convince myself to be patient, as she'd continually reminded me. She was a busy lady and I was not the only thing in her life I reminded myself. I couldn't wait to see her again and not hearing from her i...