Hallo mein Name ist Jonas und ich 19 Jahre und lebe in einer eigenen Wohnung. Ich habe braune Haare und eine sportliche Figur, spiele Fußball und bin schwul. Ich hatte schon einige Jungs aus der Schule und Tinder, aber am besten gefallen mir Fußballspieler. Aus meiner Mannschaft hab ich mit zwei in der Dusche gefickt, am besten hat mir aber Tim gefallen. Er...
It happens everywhere. Women get talking and the flow goes something like this: "My husband the lawyer..." "Similar to other accountants, my husband..." "My lover goes until he drops." "My husband sweeps streets" (How did she get in here?). Lately whenever effervescent sociologist Bram Wilks is asked her husband works at she becomes defensive. "He's re...
This story is pure fiction. Any similarities in names and places are purely coincidental. The story starts in the late 1950s. I want to thank MiliktheRed for editing this story! * My wife, Yvonne, and I had been married for over a year when our first big challenge came along. Don't get me wrong, we had had minor disagreements just like any couple. Our ch...
During this long experimental phase Peter had been seeing a lot of Anna. They spent weekends and occasional weekday evenings together. They enjoyed many of the same activities, and spent nights at each other's apartments. The early trauma with Katya was soon forgotten and occasionally they went out as a threesome, though usually Peter and Anna used Peter's p...
Friday evening ------- "You look a little down Michelle, what's going on?" It was Paul Murphy. He's one of the local cops from the next suburb. We've gotten to know each other professionally over the past year when I occasionally worked ER afternoons. We've been friendly, but nothing more than professionally. "Oh, a couple of things getting me down. How...
Jack and I are working in the garden today. It's so beautiful and such a relief to finally have our own place. Our own real place with land. It's just a couple of acres, but between the trees and underbrush we can't even see our neighbors. They're there, but if it wasn't for the mailboxes and driveways on our way in we wouldn't even know. Jack has on long to...
Arriving home after a hard day at work, Amy took a long shower, slipped into her comfortable sweats, and sat down at the computer with a glass of wine. Logging on to Literotica, she began to surf the "new stories" area. She loved visiting the erotic literature site, and always found something stimulating. Occasionally she discovered a real gem, a combination...
Here is an entry to the April Fool's contest. Just a quick light one that I hope people enjoy -- and not take it too seriously. * Jonah was relaxing in the basement on early Sunday afternoon, while Rhonda, his wife of five years, was vacuuming upstairs. Ronnie, their two-year-old son was spending the weekend at her parents because Jonah was expecting to be...
This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental. © 2005 Warlord * "Buyin' time, they say, is a dangerous thing, you never know exactly what the time will bring, just move along, not too fast, try to make the good times last." "All T...
"You must be joking," I said. "You want me to drive all the way to San Francisco just for a dance? You do realize, Kenny, that that's close to an hour and half drive from here?" "Come on, Mike," Kenny responded. "Live a little. There will be lots of women there. You need to stop living in your cocoon and get out. How many times are you going to spend the we...