Everybody has their first times. For most of my peers, it was with a girlfriend, or just some chick at a party. But for boys like me -- awkward, gawky, cute and complete buffoons -- first times are perhaps even better than a fumble in the back seat of a beat-up car past 11 on a school night. I was a late bloomer. But by the summer of 1990, I had come into m...
SSgt Diego Quinto had primarily been stationed in Japan but after his previous deployment, he had been granted three months of leave to return to Texas and marry his (then) pregnant girlfriend, Suzanna. After what felt like an eternity of 'vacation' Diego was offered a way out; a ticket back to the life he loved. His squadron was being sent to Hawaii, for...
Blaine lit the first candle of about 10 in the Room. The Room, as it was called, was in the home of his virgin lover-to-be, Evra. But soon that was to change. Tonight, Evra was going to be his lover, no longer a virgin. The candles let out the light scent of vanilla, wafting around the room and creating a seductive atmosphere. Blaine now flicked the lights o...
It was a hot dry summer day. They had just gotten back from the beach. But, now they were stuck in traffic, and she got a glazed over look in her eyes. Jim thought it was just the pot, but Sally had sex on her mind. She glanced at him with a wicked smile and a twinkle in her eye. She had that mixture of pure beauty and sexuality that is a hard balance to fin...
This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I’m willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women…especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opinion...
I find her in the bedroom kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed wearing nothing but off-black stockings and a black collar. The walls flicker in the light of four candles. Her head is bowed, her short hair falling around her eyes, and her hands in her lap. I wish I could stand here and admire her for the rest of my life. She is a goddess underserving...
Fall of 1976. Senior year of high school. Four words: French Club Christmas Party Three more words: Rene Michelle Devlin I spent all evening making lewd innuendo - hey it was the French Club - toward any girl who would put up with it. I paid special attention ot Mlle. Devlin, "Devi" to her coterie. In addition to French Club, Mlle. Devlin was in Dr...
Thick steam came out as the bathroom door swung open. Priyanka emerged with only a towel wrapped around her. Her skin glistened with water droplets fresh from the shower. I couldn't help but notice, yet again, just how fucking beautiful she is. How I ended up like this I have no clue. I do know, without a doubt, I wouldn't have dreamed of it any other way. C...
Copyright 2017 Matt Nicholson, All rights reserved Disclaimer - Fair Warning, this story contains some pretty wicked breast-oriented vampire stuff. It's extreme BDSM fantasy and necks are definitely NOT the target of choice, if you get my drift. If hard tit torment isn't your thing, you may want to go find a lighter or more romantic meal. If you like a m...
So about three years ago I went to the doctors about a strange rash that covered my legs, arms back and chest. I had the usual tests and all came back negative. Other symptoms included weight loss (I had dropped 25 kilos in just under 3 months), vertigo, itching and then came the pain. Eventually I was admitted to hospital. Bedbound and almost incapacitated...