It was Friday night and Robert was sitting at home alone. His roommates were both out on dates, and his girlfriend, correct that ex-girlfriend, had moved all of her things out three weeks ago. It had been one of the dullest months in his adult life; four weeks of sitting in front of the television, eating pizza drinking beer and watching absolutely nothing h...
Part 4 of my longer and dirtier version of synergy. ***** I'm relaxing on the couch enjoying the fire. Anna sits down next to me and hands me a glass of wine and says, "Truth or dare?" "Truth." I reply, already exhausted from our very daring weekend. "Why did Deb beg me to clear this weekends schedule just to have me come distract you?" "Because I have...
As you know, I sung in the choir in high school and in college. In my last year of high school, this tale happened... It was a day when our school was hosting the state choral competitions. We already performed. I walked in on a table of eight people playing a not-so-innocent game of Truth or Dare. I had no experience playing it. So, I shrugged and said to...
Disclaimer for the entire series: Everyone in this story - and in real life - is 18+ years of age. All locations, art and music in this story are real. Any celebrity actions or motives similar to their real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. Chapters will be released ASAP. Tags are set for each chapter, not the series as a whole. This is my...
Walking into her classroom was like walking into a memory. It had been ten years since I was a student seated two rows from the front, my eyes intently studying the sway of hips as she paced back and forth lecturing on subjects I can now scarcely remember. Yet the only noticeable difference was that everything seemed smaller, a change caused not by any actua...
Eyes drawn to the all-male presence entering the door, Kinsey watched him stride up to the bar in a bleached white shirt and well-worn levis. His dirty blonde hair was blown back from riding in the brisk night air, cheeks flushed with windburn. She wasn't the only one taking him in. A couple dozen hungry eyes were eating up his 6 foot plus frame, defined bic...
The room was dark and humid; all the bodies raised the temperature to that of a steam room. If one was to stand back from the group we would look like a pile of garter snakes coming out of hibernation. Limbs were everywhere, flailing and twisting in the throes of passion. I didn't even think it possible to have that many people on one bed. Five men and five...
We got invited to an old friend's house for a winter weekend. My husband and I drove to the city from our country residence each with our own little weekend-sized duffle bags. Drew and Karly's apartment overlooked the city and had stellar views from every direction. The four of us have always enjoyed sitting around their living room, having drinks, eating am...
Author's Note: This story is one in a series of inter-related stories regarding women with penises. The stories will be related but will not be true sequels. That means you can read one "Island for Dickgirls" story and never read another, read them in any order, or (hopefully) read them all. To aid readers, I will include the same "introduction" section in e...
"Ok, lets play truth or dare." Jenna giggled drunkenly from the back seat of the old Pontiac with Frank. The four of them had went into town for drinks, and they were slowly slogging home in the steadily falling snow. John was driving, and at this rate it would be a while. "I'm game! who's first?" replied Kara from the front seat. She was wearing a tight fi...