I was feeling rather low. I had just celebrated my thirty-seventh birthday, if that is the right word for it. And I suspected my husband of nineteen years was having an affair. I'd met his secretary, Tonya, and I can't say I blamed him all that much. She was a curvaceous dark haired girl in her mid-twenties who was clearly devoted to him. It would have bee...
This is chapter one of a three part story. Each chapter sort of stands on its own, but they will make more sense read as a set. ******* This is the story of how I changed from an innocent, although sexually curious girl, to a woman who is constantly in pursuit of new ways of achieving physical pleasure. Looking back on it with the benefit of the passage ti...
As I lay in Tina's bed watching her sleep, her chest slowly rising and falling, I reflected on the last few weeks. Even though she was way out of my league, we seemed to hit it off in grand fashion from the start. But now, faced with the reality of her most recent disclosure, my brain was about to explode. Not only had Tina given me the best one on one sex...
Well, I had to admit that could have gone better. Mickie and I were going to reveal to my parents that she was transgender, but my brother Ted discovered it before we ever had a chance to explain, and 'outed' her with a rather nasty homophobic rant. Mickie left the cabin crying and I was about to open a can of whoop ass on my brother, but my Dad intervened a...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
Dear Reader: I have received at least a dozen e-mail messages all saying essentially the same thing: "All your stories are about rich folks who live in Marin County or a ritzy Virginia suburb. They play golf and drink Macallan-12 at swanky country clubs. Why don't you write a story about ordinary people? They fuck too." Well, here is a story about ordinary p...
"How do you know what's a good steak?" asked a youthfully feminine voice as I browsed the meat selection at the Kaneohe Marine Corps Base commissary. Looking up, I saw a Eurasian girl who was looking intently at me and the meats cuts before us. With her light brown hair pulled back in a simple ponytail, she was cute in an understated tom-boyish sort of way....
Did I have the nerve to ask her? Kathy was one of the most popular girls in college, and in my opinion, the most beautiful girl in the whole world. Our Sociology professor had asked us to team up with a member of the opposite sex to do a study on the effect of crowded living conditions on human development. Here was my chance to say something to her, instead...
Warning: This does contain material involving same sex relations, if you are offended by this in any way then don't read it. This is only for fun, and not meant for anything else. * * * * * The bright light of the sun shown through the window. I yawned and stretched, and looked down at the beauty before me. Lauri laid curled in my arms still sound asleep....
I live in a co-ed university residence, and I've been living in the same one for over three years now. Once a student gains enough seniority, he or she can get a single room. Out of the 50+ rooms in my res, there are only 10 singles. I was fortunate enough to get one this year. My single was in one of the corners of the 3rd floor. I only had neighbours on o...