Sept 23rd – Wed 8pm: Hello diary I am still messed up from last night. I need some weed. Guess what "Mr. Sex Addict" called. I didn't expect him to call this soon. It seems like I got him real good. I told him he was a porn star. He told me he liked my emerald green eyes and short blonde hair. He knows how to say things that make a woman feel good. Oh so s...
Pt. II: The First Evening In our first afternoon Maria had been transformed from a sexually inexperienced housewife into a willing participant to a new lifestyle. In her first hours in Miami she had been finger fucked at the airport parking lot, had performed oral sex while in a crowded expressway, had her first bisexual experience with my wife and lost her...
In order for you to fully understand how I could get myself into such situations as you will be reading about, first I must tell you a little about myself. I'm 30 years old. I've been divorced once. I've since remarried and now have two beautiful children. I like to drink and when I drink, it's a lot. Some may consider me an alcoholic, which I don't deny. It...
Chapter 1 - Average Life Ice's POV Hot! That's what today is. That's what all week has been. Just plain HOT!! I hate the heat. Give me the cold any day. Ugh! Thank God for air-conditioning!! "Ice? Ice?? ICE???" I could hear Elle inside yelling. "Where you at?" "Here ... on the porch." I softly reply, knowing that she can't hear me. Taking the last puff o...
Third Girl had an ass to die for. Unfortunately it was parked right smack dead center in my mattress, between me and my girl Trish, separating us and not leaving either of us much room to stay on the bed. Lying on her tummy, thick thighs spread slightly and magnificent booty pointing straight at heaven, from whence it clearly came. Lying there just like she...
Cleaning off an old laptop and came across this story. Saving this before it's gone forever. I did little proofreading because I spent my time finding a browser that supported the site so it could be preserved. This story, though fiction, was written two years after we divorced. If you knew my ex and our relationship, this is exactly how it would have happe...
After five years in a dull marriage, I was again off on my own again and moving into the same type of a small, dingy one bedroom apartment I had enjoyed prior to my loveless marriage. My wife always insisted on nothing but the best so two moves into two houses that were twice what we needed, plus her other unnecessary shopping, had depleted any savings I had...
I had just gotten home from backpacking around Asia for a few months; and everything had changed, my girlfriend of two years broke up with me, the club I bounced with closed, and I had arrived back in the states to late to get any of the classes I needed. So I crashed with my parents, smoked weed all day hung out with my friends all night, and did the craigs...
Brandi was really having a hard time adjusting to not having her son living at home. What was killing her the most, she knew it was her fault. Something she did in the past came back to bite her(sleeping with a eighteen year old high school boy, Craig). She came to me and asked if I would help her stop drinking. I told her, "While I was at home, there woul...
The duplex that the Midge's lived in was the type of starter home that many young couples invested in right after getting married. The neighborhood was safe and the cul-de-sac their home sat on was only a few blocks from the local community college campus. As a result of the location, many of the duplexes were rented out to college students on short term lea...