Day 1 - Travelling Travel We'd had an early flight, so it is nice to be off the ground and able to sit back in my chair. I'm so glad to be leaving the snow of Minnesota and heading to the Caribbean. We received another 8 inches of snow last night. I had been a little worried it might delay our flight. That could have cause problems given the short layover...
Ali and Me - 2, Spring Semester ... our erotic memoir This is a sequel to "Ali and Me - Stockings." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Until the end of our seminal school year, Ali and I met at least twice a week between day and night classes. We dared to use the men's or women's locker room for the added risk of exposure and the benefit of the showers. Those meetings wer...
A fan, Loklie, suggested I write a story based on the song "E" by Matt Mason. Please read my profile for my stance on feedback. Feel free to email suggestions or start a conversation. Private messages work too. Kent Lavoie: "The sky was clean, and the trees were green, and the earth was a place of joy, when I was a boy." + + + + My name is Flint. I spen...
I should not have been surprised that my husband had been keeping secrets from me. After all, we all have our secrets. What angered and amazed me was that he had a secret fantasy life about which I knew nothing. Not a clue! As a lady who has always been open and honest, The thought that Jason could keep such a thing from his very own wife shook my world. But...
The following events were too funny not to tell you guys about. My name is Ken Money, I had moved it my apartment about a year ago. It was cheap but nice and basically it was all I could afford. I had just gotten a divorce from Carol she had been my wife of 8 years. All being said marrying Carol had been the worst mistake of my adult life. Carol gave gold...
As I had expected, Spring Break until today had proved dreary with rain and lonely. I had discussed this with my husband in advance, of course. I had told him I was tired of being left alone while he worked on his damn dissertation, and he had told me to stop being so whiny. I tried a seductive tack, and he told me to use my own hand because he was busy and...
All characters are at least 18 years old. ***** My boyfriend's forehead was covered in sweat, his hair damp and swept back on his head. His face was tight in the grimace of a guy trying not to cum. Below him, I wasn't making things easy on him by lifting my hips to meet every pounding thrust as he drove me into his bed. The box spring squealed beneath us w...
Clayton rolled over in bed at the sound of his alarm, his arm quickly stretched from the bundle beneath the blankets to silence the rude awakening. The flashing red numbers declared it was now 6:45 in a tone that seemed far too cheery for such a dreary awakening. His dream was just ruined by the very mechanism after all. Though it was half-fleeting he coul...
Chapter 1 - The Introduction Where should a story start? I suppose at the beginning, even if you don't realize something has started. My name is Vanessa, I am a Chinese-American woman living in San Jose, California. As I write this I am now 32 years old, but my story begins in March of 2007 when I was 19. I'm married now, but wasn't then. My husband knows...
My wife Kate is such the entrepreneur with her own cafe specializing in serving women who loved the taste of male cum. The woman gobbled up Kate's specially made cum-filled Bismarks, selling as many as 50 dozen a day and $3 a pop, clearing a cool $12,600 a week. And the profit was all hers. The men who supplied the cum had gotten their ex-wives addicted t...