Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my st...
Chapter 1 – Meet Sandy I suspected something wild and outrageous was going on around the office, but I was surprised Cynthia Jamison was involved. Not because she didn't look like an exciting target, quite the contrary, but she was still so new to our group that it didn't seem possible that she could corrupt others so quickly, or become so openly corrupted...
Hard to believe that this has happened. As a professor at a smaller college in Oregon, with a youth spent in Idaho, I have led a pretty boring and safe existence. My social life as a young adult had been pretty good. I was reasonably well liked, had good friends and most of the time, had girlfriend around. My relationships with these women seemed mostly pr...
I was pleased with myself as I removed my new identity papers, credit card, and cash from the safe deposit box that I had set up nine months ago in anticipation of what had happened. While pleased I wasn't slapping myself on the back because it's what I expected of myself. You see, for better or for worse, I'm a fucking genius. A test pegged my IQ at 180, bu...
My voyeur fantasy come true. I was straining at the bit, so to speak, in my sex urges. I had got married just under a year before to a girl 24 years younger than me. I was an Army Reservist, and the recruiting sergeant at my unit, She was one of my recruits, she was 18 and I was 43. Dirty old bastard I hear you say, well, I have been training all my life fo...
I was always a bit jealous of Chris growing up. He would have the hotter girlfriends. He was good looking but it was mostly due to the fact he was the quarterback of the football team. However, the hot cheerleaders and other girls he ended up fucking after the games didn’t realize I was the reason he was good. I was big and muscular, but I was on the line ma...
I. It didn't matter at all that Christine was married. She met Bobby at the mandatory course for all new admittees to the DC Bar. In a large ballroom of the Ronald Reagan Building downtown, Christine was seated at one of the endless rows of tables, apathetically glancing through the course materials. The room was starting to fill up; there was the low backg...
There are two sides to every story. One of my best friends on the internet, who uses the author name "Cattoy", submitted a story called "Nick's Babysitting Adventure". When you get a chance, please read it. To my dear Cattoy: please forgive me for butchering your wonderful story. You know I love you. _______________________ Damn, look at the time, I though...
I am a successful businessman, a partner in a large consulting firm. Unfortunately, where I was blessed with a sharp mind and good business sense, my physical appearance is lacking. I am a stereotypical business nerd. At thirty-seven I am prematurely balding, slightly overweight no matter how much I work out, and reliant on a set of coke bottle thick glasses...
My wife Cara and I have a dirty secret. In fact, it's a downright disgusting and filthy secret. It has gotten to the point that I feel compelled to write it down and share it with someone, even if it's anonymously. If she knew I was writing this down and telling our story, she'd be appalled. She needn't worry though, because I will keep our true identities a...