I never had any obsessions in life until I turned thirty three. Sure I played too many video games when I was a pre-teen; sure I was preoccupied with football, and not just during football season, when in High School; sure I partied too much in college. But I never felt that I wasn't in control. At thirty three I was basically happily married to Marie, chil...
The summer that I turned eighteen followed my junior year in high school. It was the sixties, and my sexual experience was limited to, 'heavy petting' in the back seat of my mom's LTD. Teenage sex in rural America in the early 60's; it was happening, but not openly, and few talked about it. There were true, 'bad' girls, who fucked often and with multiple pa...
Wanda Catron spent the next few days in a haze of loving glory. She and Astrid Martin, her college roommate, had expressed their feelings for each other. But Astrid was back home in Casper, Wyoming, spending Christmas with her family. And Wanda was here, in Provo, Utah, spending this Christmas day with the other woman she loved deeply, her Mistress, Anne Fra...
*All characters in this story are 18 years old or older* *** The bus sped down the wide-open, two lane highway, trees and brush whipping by outside. Forty year old Dawn Phillips sat in one of the rows toward the front, two seats to herself since what kid would want to sit with one of the trip chaperones. Dawn's son Tim attended Sunfield Academy and it was...
Martha and I were couple back in the old high school days. We were about as innocent as two teenagers could be in a relationship. I can count the number of times we kissed on 1 hand and have fingers left over. Martha, at least around me, was the perfect lady. I respected that and did not press her for sex. But Martha had 2 sides. She liked playing the part...
as always - to my fans - nic Abdullah touched his head to the mat and prayed - his lips moving reverently over the words. His heart was heavy as he bowed over the fifth "Isha" prayer which usually ended before midnight. "Subhaan-Allaah wa'l-hamdu Lillaah wa laa ilaaha ill-Allaah wa Allaahu akbar wa laa hawla wa la quwwata illa Billaah," he spoke the wor...
Oliver buttoned the top button of his white shirt and picked up the collar, the white band to fit around his neck, but he could only look at it in his hand. Somehow, he didn't feel like he could wear it anymore. He put it down again, next to a thing he thought he would never in his life have any desire or need to purchase, a box of condoms. Why he bought the...
Chapter 1 (no sex) I first saw her around mid-July. My wife’s birthday was in two days and my daughter demanded I come with her to the mall to pick out a gift. I didn’t much care for birthdays, I rarely thought of my own as much more than another day at work. However, my giddy fourteen-year-old daughter, Leslie, wouldn’t let me think otherwise and demanded...
Chad Wilson looked out over the brown grass, gently blowing in the crisp autumn breeze towards the tall pine trees that covered most of the twenty acres of his East Texas home. It might not be much, but this property was the culmination of his lifelong dream. A place all his own. A tiny piece of history. His history. He stared at the newsfeed on his phone a...
Svetlen grew up in Moscow. A pretty girl, at 18 she won first prize in the Miss Moscow beauty pageant. Olga also had won a beauty contest. Both had been hired as secretaries to work in an underground bunker. While exchanging notes with another secretary there, they discovered that she too had won first place in a beauty contest. The girls typed up endless...