This is the story of a young man's ascent into manhood. What you are about to read are actual incidents from my teenage years. My first sexual encounter came on one of those fabulous spring days and is what all young men hope for - initiation into the joys of sex by an experienced older woman. My best friend Bobby and I had been shooting some hoops in th...
The rumors about Benjamin quickly swirled around campus. Very attractive, he was every woman's dream man. Tall, muscular, six pack abs, strong handsome face, dark wavy hair, he had it all. Benjamin was an anomaly though as he did not have sex with women (and he was DEFINITELY not Gay), made even more ironic as he was also spectacularly endowed. He grew up in...
It had been several weeks since I'd "taught" Jaime how to have sex, but because of her school schedule and my work schedule we hadn't had the chance to get together since that first encounter. Oh, there had been the stolen kiss in the break room and the occasional grope in my office, but nothing more than that in almost a month. I didn't know what was happ...
After a lot of cajoling and pleading and pregnancy hormones which just seem to love sappy romance, I'm back to writing again. Its been a long time, so I'm a bit rusty, although my editor and fried Ray has done his bit and made the writing beautiful. Thanks Ray. This is a tragedy, mind, so don't read and then tell me you don't like sad endings. Please comment...
I've missed my baby today. I haven't heard from you all day. I know you're probably busy with your Army flights but I wish you'd had a chance to quickly message and check up on your pregnant wifey. I've tried to wait up for you, I wanted to wrap my arms around you and kiss you as you walked through the door, before I rubbed your back and shoulders because I...
She sat at the kitchen table, twirling the wine glass in her hands. Sangria... as red as its namesake, the light turning it purple in the blue stemware. She'd always loved that stemware, so delicate and yet so strong... she identified with that description; maybe that was why she liked it so. Now there was only one glass left from the set of six she'd starte...
This story is set on the London Underground and takes liberties with the layout. I claim artistic licence. Yeah, another from my warped imagination, and all characters are over the age of eighteen. ***** I looked at my watch and realised I was going to be late, that last set had gone on far longer than either of us usually played. Either I was having an o...
The fight in Silithus was going badly for us. Two more mobs (monsters) had spawned while we were already fighting another two. DarkKitten was in 'cat' form (she was a Druid and could morph into different forms). Cat form was the best for dealing damage, and she was lashing out at the two mobs effectively, bringing their health bars down quite quickly. But th...
Shivering with pleasure, Damien knelt down, easily picked Heather up as if she was as light as a feather and stepped out of the bath. She wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled her face into his neck, breathing his scent in deeply. He walked over to the glass shower and, shifting so that he could hold her with one arm, opened the door and moved inside. Lett...
As per normal all characters are over eighteen. This is based on a recent holiday to Boston. I've tried to be as accurate as possible with the area where I stayed. The holiday is true, the cider house is real but nobody got sick from clam chowder and all of the bar staff were very professional. * I could feel the icy bite of the Atlantic wind as it blew a...