New Year's Eve has never been my favourite time of year. Always I'm confronted by the question of whether I should go out to a party and try and pretend I was having a good time while trying to look inconspicuous hanging around in the kitchen, trying to doge the drunks and creeps and somehow hoping someone reasonably sober and nice might come and talk to me...
This is a true story, for reasons that will become obvious, it isn't one I can share with friends... "What am I doing here" I wondered. I was standing outside a sketchy building in a light industrial area in Houston that was an oriental massage parlor. This was going to be my second attempt at an erotic massage, and the first attempt was mortifying. There h...
Steve groaned sharply, but it wasn't in pleasure. Supporting his right hand on my breast, he drew a deep breath, and managed a smile. He was trying hard to relax, probably too hard, but I knew from experience that this was going to be more than some subtle coaching. I'd been there so many times before, but this was expected of me, I guess because I'm a girl....
This story is true, but telling it makes me feel a little queasy. It's not disgusting or anything like that, but when I think of what I did, I feel both guilty and thrilled at the same time. My name's Peggy, but all my friends at college call me Pygmy I'm not on the campus now; I'm on summer vacation for another three weeks. Anyway, they call me Pygmy beca...
I apologise in advance for any grammar or spelling errors. French is my usual language. There is a reference in the text to other experiences we have had. If anyone wants to read them, they exist, but in French. This is the transcript of a dialogue which I had a short time ago in a chatroom. The woman with whom I was chatting is called Marie, which is how I...
Best Buddy's Sexual Peccadillo A group of men sit around talking candidly about their sex lives. I'm Paul, the host of this party. Thanks for stopping by to read my story. We were all sitting around the big screen watching the Super Bowl one year. I had invited all of my best buddies to watch the game with me. There were 21 of us guys, including me. Our w...
I grew up in the outskirts on a medium sized city in the UK. We weren't poor or rich, just a solidly middle class English family. Education was really important to my parents and my sister and I both went to a local Grammar school (what would be called a magnet school in the US). One of my sister's friends was a beautiful Indian girl called Preeya. She had a...
We kiss fervently, our arms wrapped around each other in a tight embrace. Suddenly she pulls away. Her eyes burning into mine for what seems forever. My mine searches for a reason, any reason she has so abruptly pulled away. We’ve been going together for six months. I am deeply in love with her and I am sure she is in love with me. It’s nearly sun set on a...
These stories are written from my heart and are what I enjoy. These are all my fantasies. They are written for my enjoyment If you like them let me know and if you don't, stop reading them. Please don't write just to correct my grammar. I always enjoy hearing from like minded individuals. It had been almost 3-years since the untimely death of her husband. R...
The bell rang signaling the end of the break. I went into the class and waited for my English teacher to get here. She is around 40 years old and has a beautiful complexion, big breasts and a nice rounded ass. I always fantasize about her naked. Anyway, when she came into the class, I had a shock. She was wearing a transparent white shirt and I could see her...