"You should put on a condom," I whispered. "No," Mike said firmly. "I want to feel you." I didn't say anything as Mike slid inside me easily in one quick stroke. I was wet and ready and wanted it just as bad as he did. Mike and I had been dating for almost a year and up until a couple months before I had been on the pill. Due to some bad side effects of th...
It was around Ten A.M. Friday morning when I got home from a run to south Jersey. I was dead tired, dirty and horny. I also had to piss like a race horse. So as soon as I got in my front door; I put my driver's bag in the hall closet, hung up my Giants cap, and yanked off my cowboy boots. I was already pulling my jersey up over my head as I walked through...
I live for the moment I hear that catch in her throat with our first kiss. Her breathing getting heavier with each tender touch, and caress of her sensitive places, I wait for those three words she will not say..., yet. Catherine Chapter 2 Tuesday's Lunch I really don't think I slept a single minute last night! And now it seems this morning has dragged on...
I love Xander, but sometimes he's not very smart. He had spent months worrying about Y2K, insisting that on January 1, 2000, there was a very good chance that computers -- which ran everything -- would get confused and misinterpret the year as 1900, leading to a number of potential catastrophes. Elevators would get stuck. Airplanes would just stop flying. A...
Paris Waterman Samira Shows up at School It was ten after two on a rainy Friday afternoon. Mark was sitting at his desk which was covered with several architectural drawings he was studying. Rana was taking the first of two mid-term exams. Mark had no classes on Fridays, a quirk in scheduling, and one he loved to lord over Rana every chance he got. At tha...
(If you enjoy this story please consider leaving a comment saying what it was you liked, or would like to see more of. Feedback really encourages writers to add more threads!) You are Bob, a freelance journalist, scraping a living writing terrible pieces for the worst magazines, tabloids and websites. When you started out you had dreams to making your name b...
Ali was tired. It was understandable. She hadn't slept in a day and a half- she'd been busy- and she'd be taking a nap right now if her family hadn't dragged her to church. But they had, and she wasn't. She was home from school for a week and felt it prudent to do what they said until she was once again a safe distance away. She squirmed in her chair and t...
I was still madly in love with my wife when she filed for divorce but came to realize our own personal demons were making it impossible to stay together. Unfortunately, her demons had destroyed our sex life for six of our seven years together and as I unpacked my things in my new apartment I could think of nothing else but getting laid. A week later I met Me...
Irene lay thinking for quite some time, working through what had happened at Jackie's party and trying to assess her feelings. She felt completely confused, for the first time in her life she was wondering whether her husband was right when he had told her that she should experience other men. Pete and Tom had been charming, seductive, and above all, skilful...
Christopher Botham, a Roman-nose Englishman now residing in Manhattan, was in an early marriage crisis and perhaps as to be expected, regarded it as fundamentally not of his making. A mere sixty days after the wedding, his wife Anna, a secondary school teacher, had announced adamantly that having sex twice a day was no longer an option. Chris's mouth froze...