Hyperspermia -- Module 2 Chapter 2: Stanley Begins His College Journey This is module two, chapter two. This is a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 3 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. In module...
"Is it going to be tomorrow? They said tomorrow, didn't they? The scientists. They said it was going to be tomorrow." "No, Rocky, you dummy. How many times do we have to tell you? It's the day after tomorrow. They've been saying that for a year. Why can't you keep anything in that extra large head of yours?" The words, and the tittering laughter that follo...
"Hey, Man, ya wanna go fuck?" the young woman asked Charlie Barnes on a warm August morning as he sat in the bleachers in San Francisco's Golden Gate Park watching the two attractive women cavorting on the tennis court. Summer Morning had awoken an hour earlier feeling horny, and she decided to do something about that very pleasant but needy feeling. The f...
Authors note: This is the continuing story of a Polyamorous husband and wife, very much in love with each other, rediscovering the joys of having sex with others after years of keeping to themselves. The husband is bisexual, and as such there are scenes that involve two men, so if that's not your cup of tea you should be open to having your boundaries expa...
All of the facts in this story are true. The conversation might not be verbatim, but close enough. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did doing it. ***** I was away on a five day trip. Because I was in shared accommodations and in constant company of colleagues, it was impossible to get any relief or release. This was extremely frustrating for me since...
I am one of those girls who decided long ago that it would be easier to translate my name from Vietnamese to English, rather than spend the rest of my life explaining the spelling and pronunciation of Summer in Vietnamese. My parents aren't American hippies. They're Vietnamese. So, in English, I'm just Summer. As a kid, I was skinny, tiny, awkward, and neve...
"So, Jake, where do you normally take your naked, horny girls to show them off?" Summer was grinning as her fingertips flirted with both the shoulder strap of her top and the incredibly short hem of her skirt. She was turned to face me, her bare legs draped over the center console of the car. Though the wind was flapping her skirt again, all I could see wer...
I've not told anyone the whole story of that summer. Bits and pieces I've shared, with my husband, girlfriends, and a few others. But the whole story has been known only to me. I didn't keep a diary but the memories are powerful; pictures from the time help bring it all back. I was 29, married just over 2 years. My husband was 34. We have a good marriage. W...
"So are you as excited as I am? We get to do your gift tonight," Summer said, grinning at Aaron. "Yes, I do, and don't think I haven't given it a lot of thought," he smiled. "Thought? Obsession would be more like it," said John, sniggering at him. Aaron took a ring of calamari and plopped it into John's beer. "Hey, you fuck!" laughed John, plucking the...
Our Last Day of School. I can't believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea,...