To the literary purists – As with all my stories, I act in the role of narrator. This is a short story specifically designed to fit on one page. As such, there is no character development and no witty dialogue. I am not writing the next great novel. If another contributor would like to add names and dialogue and use this as an outline, go ahead. To everyone...
When my wife, Sara, and I first began having sex, we used condoms for protection. I was my wife's first serious relationship and she had never experienced sex without using a condom. Of course I had experienced sex without them and longed to feel it again with her. After several weeks of dating and using condoms, she finally agreed to see her doctor for so...
Chapter 17 - THE STREETS OF SAN FRANCISCO I've never understood what the relationship between the body and the mind might be. When does the body take over decision making or when the mind maintains control of decision making? But, what I do know is my body was taking control of my thought processes. It may have been because I ovulating, or it may have been...
Sometimes I lose my place and I have to look in the mirror at what I have become. I stare at myself, a stranger that took a wrong turn down the wrong road, long ago. I have no idea why I kept going, why I let them all use me the way they wanted to use something. I know I wasn't a person to them, just a warm body with three open holes for the taking. They li...
My neighbors' daughter is pregnant mostly because of me. Beckie lost her virginity and conceived her first child while babysitting for me. I am a single mom with a toddler whose father is not part of our lives. I decided to move back to my home town a few months before Beckie graduated from high school. When I moved into our new neighborhood, Beckie came...
The ship was pitching and rolling in heavy seas. Flashes of lighting punctuated the overcast skies soon followed by deafening booms of thunder. Rain was lashing the windows of the bridge and the wipers were having difficulty keeping up with the torrents of water. Suddenly a shout "Enemy vessels dead ahead, one about 800 yards and the other 1100 yards!" I c...
He'd gotten off of work at 4 and Mandy had called back at 4:30. By now it was leaning closer to 8. They had been enjoying their conversation and Mandy had even read to him from her novel when he asked about her progress again, wanting something a little less technical than a word count. Mandy was listening to Amaray tell her about one of his favorite autho...
Preliminaries: Note: The following is from the perspective of a heterosexual guy. Replace she with he, her with his, etc. if necessary. Many women yearn to try this last of the taboos, but there seem to be few statistics on how many like the experience, and even less information on how many repeat it. What follows is based on my own experiences, in the ho...
**Read this disclaimer first** *This story contains strong cuckolding and sexual humiliation themes. In addition the protagonist is written as rather foolish and weak. If you dislike this type of story or find it offensive I recommend you do not read it.* It had been a month since I moved into a new apartment with my girlfriend Beth and more than two month...
This is a story about a married couple tentatively exploring their boundaries. If you choose to be offended by this genre, don't read this story. ***** Cindy opened the French doors to step out onto the little apartment's balcony. The apartment was not right on the beach as Carl had promised. However; it was an easy walk to the center of Plakias, so it was...