Author's Note: While writing my true life story entitled "Her Name Was Ann", I began thinking about another older woman I had had an affair with when I was a teenager. So I figured I'd write a story about that relationship as well. So many years have passed that I forget the names of some of the folks in my stories; people who I swore I'd never forget, and t...
Jack Stoat's black hair, blazing blue eyes, and athletic build had enabled him to captivate any women he desired but in Jacks mind these numerous conquest were fading violets next to the rose that had been able to resist his charms. Now the one woman who had resisted his sexuality was engaged to his worst enemy. Jack planned revenge against Kimberley Duff...
This is going to sound weird, and here at the outset of writing it all down I'm still not sure how to record it. Maybe it's best to say right at the beginning that this is the story of how I fucked a women on separate occasions twenty years apart - once when she was an eighteen-year-old schoolgirl on a summer English language course and I was a supervisor at...
Walking from the beach to the hut, I was watching Leslie's silhouette. We passed into a copse of trees between the water and our quarters. I couldn't help it. I absolutely loved her body. The way her curves just flowed from one to the next made me sweat. So, this time I reached out and caressed her right hip while she walked. I sidled up to her and wrapped m...
Divorce. It's an ugly word isn't it? I never thought that ugly word would ever enter my life. But it did. I was just 15 years old and enjoying my second year in high school when my parents announced that they were splitting up. For an only child the news all the more devastating. I angrily blamed my dad and refused any attempts at reconciliation on his part...
You know all the usual stuff, don't read if it's illegal or you don't like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, a...
When you're a boy named Kourtney, growing up necessitates you go by a nickname merely to survive. For the first fourteen years of his life, this went well. He got by with everyone calling him by the initials of his first and middle name. When sex education began, and all his peers became hyper aware of all things sex, suddenly that went from his name to an i...
Dear Reader: This story is a sexual fantasy and is strictly a work of fictional and is intended as ADULT entertainment, but we all know that some of our neighbors and acquaintances are acting out these scenes in their real life every day. Therefore the author encourages the reader to practice safe sex always. If you are offended by sexually explicit conte...
This is another fantasy about my high school coach. I hope you enjoy… I saw him across the room, dancing closely with a woman I didn't know. He was behind her, the backside of her body enticingly close to him, and I could tell he was enjoying it. He didn't see me come in, and I felt the thrill of anticipation as my friends and I moved toward the other side...
It's mid afternoon and I stand at my kitchen window watching the young man work in my garden. There are certain advantages to having a great deal of money. Indulging my hobbies is one of them. My husband is rarely home. Wife seems to be my job description. Viewed that way as much by me as my husband. Somewhere around year two, when I complained of missing hi...