This is Chapter Five of a book. The characters and situations will be more understandable if the previous chapters have been read. Because it is a book, some of the chapters are more exciting than others, and some situations do not complete until the next chapter. I could have run this through my regular publisher and made a couple hundred dollars, but I am...
I woke up alone on the bed. The morning light was streaming into the dormitory, and it looked like most of the girls were awake. I didn't see Brianna anywhere. I really needed to pee. I got up and walked in to the restroom. Of the dozen toilets, half were occupied at the moment. I walked to the end of one of the rows next to a tall girl chatting with her ne...
Here's something brand new, from me to you! I started this story ages ago, basically forgot all about it, and came across it again few weeks back. After that, I couldn't rest until I finished it! This isn't exactly like my other hockey stories. There's hockey, and the mention of a game or two, but it's not based on a player at all. Also, I completely fictio...
"WATCH?!? Let's have them JOIN IN!" Those were the words my wife, Donna, uttered that changed our sex life forever. Until that point we were like a lot of married couples, finding time (or not finding time) for intimacy in our busy lives, which often led to straight-forward, not-so-creative sex. But those words changed it all... Wait, I'm getting ahead of...
My friends and colleagues like to tease me; call me 'anal.' I can remember a time when it was called 'meticulous' or fastidious.' Gradually, it became 'fussy' (I think age determines that distinction) and gradually became 'anal.' That fastidious and meticulous nature of mine also helped in my first real after-school job at Pounders Restaurant. I was a dishw...
February 2000 It was a busy night at The Haunt. Cara was having trouble remembering all the orders from all the tables she had to cover. After already having worked three months, she was used to the normal hustle and bustle that ensued during the normal weekday and had even adapted to handling the rowdy groups on weekends. But she had yet to get accustomed...
My first experience swimming naked in front of the opposite sex took place while I was a first-year college student in San Diego. After orientation, I became part of a large group of friends that regularly met for lunch at the university center after our morning classes. During this time, I became infatuated with Jake, who was in the same English class as m...
My wife, Debbie, called me at the office a few minutes after four: "Hi Jason...I'll be a bit late getting home. Geri and Rachel are going to stop at Bob's Bar & Grill for a drink and they asked me to join them. That idea didn't thrill me — Bob's is only about ten minutes from home, but the place doesn't have a great reputation. "Okay Deb, but be careful, a...
My previous exhibitionist adventure at the Russian Baths had been fun, but left me wanting more. As I thought about it over the ensuing days, I realized that I wanted more than just attention — though I definitely wanted that, too. "What about getting a job at as strip club?" said Peter. I was in Peter's bed. We had just finished fucking, and I let Peter c...
Finally the day rolled around where Bill and Rita would be visiting with their portable massage tables. Needless to say my husband Walter and I were pretty excited from the anticipation of what we hoped would be a memorable afternoon. Actually, excited would be an understatement. We were so frigging horny we had all we could do not to have sex beforehand....