My telephone was ringing as I walk in the door from work on Friday, answering it and got a pleasant surprise. As I heard my girlfriend Leslie's voice my body started trembling and heating up at the same time. You see Leslie and I used to roommates about 11 years ago for a very exciting but brief point in time. We have kept in contact over the years but only...
We had talked about doing this for quite some time. The more I thought about it the interested I became. Wifey and I decided to head out on the town as if we didn’t know each other. With a pre set game plan in mind I suggested heading to a city about an hour from our hometown. Our departure time was to be 9:00 that evening. The crumbsnatchers were safely de...
I'd made a friend in my history class, Jeff, and been hanging out with him and his fraternity brothers about one night a week. He was cool, we both liked baseball and we liked to laugh. He'd come over to the house to party before, but I didn't tell him what we did there. I didn't want to come off as strange, so I just left that part out. One day Jeff and I...
Disclaimer: According to the psychological definition, "denial" is a subconscious mechanism that shields us from thoughts, feelings, or events that would otherwise cause us harm. It protects us from what we can't handle right now. It isn't something we do knowingly. * My name is Bob Green. I love my wife Debbie with all of my heart, and no matter what our...
Here is Part 7 of Romping on Winter Break. As usual, if you are enjoying the series, please comment or send me a message. Enjoy. MaiaEmpire *** Day 7 I took a deep breath through my nose as I woke up on my back and stretched. Brooke had stayed cuddled against me with her head resting on my shoulder all night. Last evening's activities flashed through my...
In the mid-eighties, before the internet became a household necessity, I married a good-looking Midwestern girl named Hannah. We were both twenty-one years old and full of hopes, dreams and sexual prowess. Like anyone else in that age group, I had no desire to hear anyone speak to me of the wisdom that comes with experience. I lived a full nine years in blis...
I drive slowly, as my lover sleeps, following this forgotten path snaking through the large grassy field. It's a hot sun-drenched windless day and the tree tops and grasses are stilled. My trusty Jeep rides the grassy knolls so smoothly as I head toward the forest to find a remote, private place for us. It's been a long time, way too long, since I spent a...
Huge thank you to Spector Dugan for not only publishing incredibly sexy stories that honestly inspired me to put these thoughts down on paper but who spent countless hours and few days going through my very first story with a fine tooth comb and not pulling any punches through the draft. **** Every year when the weather would start to break Mr. Sanders,...
The lack of natural sound was something Clayton always hated. For the week or so he was at sea, his ears were filled with all sorts of manufactured sounds. Whether it was the drone of the ship's engines, the fake laughter from drunken passengers, or the awful stage shows... it was all fake and manufactured. As he took a deep breath and peered out at the empt...
Cleaning my closet is such a tiring task. I have to take out each individual piece of clothing and make sure it fits, and if it doesn't, then I usually force it to. I wonder what's in the back...Oh, my god. All my old clothes from my gothic phase! Hah! These are hilarious. Who wears this shit in public? Wow, a fishnet shirt. Hm, that could be interesting. I...