In the moments after Cindy told me at the restaurant that she wanted to fuck me, and after Buddy said that it was OK with him, I can't say that I remember too much. I don't remember if the food was good, I don't remember if I picked up the check. There might have been a huge, "Animal House" style food-fight and I wouldn't have noticed. All I could think abou...
The train was packed. Rush hour traffic in central Tokyo means being packed in like a tin of sardines as most of Tokyo takes to the rail system to get to where they're going. As an American, however, the Japanese try to give you a little space, but "space" in this instance only meant that no one was pressing against you like all the other Japanese, but inste...
One of these nights, Donna swore blearily to herself, she was going to find out exactly where that damned light was coming from. It shone brightly onto her closed eyelids, playing on her face over and over again for what seemed like an eternity as she gradually and reluctantly surfaced from sleep. She never knew when it started--it only ever seemed to happen...
After Carl and Monica left, Jessica and I took it easy just relaxing and drinking. I went inside and blended up a pitcher of frozen daiquiris. Warm weather and cold drinks go great together. We were well on our way to a good buzz when Jessica said she was getting hungry. I went inside and called the pizza parlor. They said the pie would arrive in forty-five...
Dear Diary, It's been a couple of days since I put time into another entry, but here's lucky number eight, I suppose. Things have been hectic. Mainly my new job and studies, but I also decided to embrace new beginnings and change my hair colour - No longer do I suffer the generic mousy-brown with frizzy. Oh no, I shall now be known as a feisty redhead. I on...
I was crashing over the lip of amazing orgasm and having my g-spot pounded mercilessly when my boss walked in on me... Wait, wait, I'm telling this in the wrong order. I probably shouldn't start with the climax (ha ha), but with the beginning. I'll come back to that orgasm... ++++++++++++++++++ My name is Abby and six weeks ago I was finishing my Bachelor...
I watched Molly walking down the aisle, delivering something - paperwork of some kind - to one of the guys in the engineering bullpen. Molly gave me a warm smile as she passed, and instead of just gawking as I once would have, I smiled back, just as warmly, and briefly ran my tongue along my lip. I had had a few lesbian fantasies about her, as well as Linda,...
Weekday mornings are hectic at our house--my spouse and I are getting ready for work. Patty takes the bus to town and leaves the house a half-an-hour earlier than me. She is always running late and in a rush everyday. This particular morning, after Patty hurried and left for the stop, I noticed, she forgot her bus pass. Me being a good husband--I jumped into...
The story you are about to read is fiction intended for adult entertainment. All characters and situations in this story are entirely fictional and the creations of the author, and resemblance to existing persons living or dead is purely coincidental. *** Greetings gentle reader, my name is Vic and this is my the story of the first time a girl touched my...
I grew up in a strict, religious, cold family environment in a small town in the Midwest, and I didn't begin to question my place in it till my late teens. The first step in the process was losing my religious faith, which began when I started reading the Bible closely. The second was losing my virginity, shortly after my eighteenth birthday, to my one and o...