My wife, Tara, is 24 and we’ve been married for two years. Now, sex has never been boring in the time I’ve known Tara, she’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever been with. She’s fairly tall, five-eight, blond, grey eyes, smooth skin, beautifully-proportioned, long, slender, tanned legs, nice hips, narrow waist and, oh, you should see…
The next few days had dragged on forever. Violet had let everyone know about our sexual encounter and I was the talk of the school, if only for a few days. “Dude! Get out of this slump and get some practice. Moping around isn’t going to help you,” my best friend Rich said. He had…
Senior year had just begun at Rochelle High School. This massive high school looked more like a college campus. That’s because this was one of the top boarding schools in the country and alumni loved to give money back. My friends and I sat in the luscious green grass of the main quad and reminisced…
I expected an uneventful night out at the typical college house party. The beer was flowing and the music was overly loud for my liking. I sat on the couch with a red solo cup of Sam Adams while my best friend sat with a blond sorority girl on his lap as they threw back…
Chapter 1 I was out on a chaise poolside one warm afternoon, thinking about how much my life had changed in the last year. The changes had started with my coming home and finding Harry fucking his partner’s wife in our bed. Well, you can imagine. It all hit the fan and I kicked his…
Raven in black and grey waiting for someone who doesn’t show. He doesn’t know how he knows this. He just does. It’s one of those feelings that just as easily turn out wrong, but in the moment everything feels like the obvious truth. He feels the tiny shame in the way she props her elbows…
“Just you wait, the birthday present I got you is amazing!” Zoe, my best friend said excitedly. I couldn’t help but smile at her words as I recalled her previous presents. For my sixteenth birthday, she gave me my first orgasm. Last year I unwrapped a vibrator, which has become a common toy in our…
“What the fuck is a ‘fica’, Cindy, and why the hell should I let you lick mine?” “It’s Italian for pussy. Isn’t that a good enough reason?” I’d felt really good after my evening with Gina. I was pleased that it wasn’t horribly humiliating. I was willingly doing it for my sake, but I was…
I’m back in the burbs of Chicago and the dread of what I need to do hits me like a garbage truck. Of the tasks Carlo has given me, the only one that I’m looking forward to is learning the dance. I do a little research online and make a list of recordings to listen…
Of all the restaurants in all of Boston, the man of my fantasies is in the same restaurant that my coworker has brought me to on the night when Carlo has a ‘longstanding commitment’ that kept him from accepting my dinner invitation. He’s currently under the table and licking the pussy of a cougar in…
(episode 25) This follows “My Senior Year: The First Tailgate Party.” It was after the first football weekend when I had hooked up with both Mary Beth and Jennifer, that I discovered that both girls wanted much more from me. Much more as in a deeper relationship commitment. Jennifer wanted a renewed commitment from me,…
I was patiently reading my book while waiting for you in our favorite coffee shop. You said you’re coming late because you have some mattersto attend to. I was engrossed with reading that I never notice you slide beside me. “Hi Gorgeous!” you whispered to me. “Hey! What took you so long?” “Sorry, I’ll make…
I see stars and galaxies twinkling sparkling swirling above you as you kiss my shoulder. You would think I would close my eyes but I cannot. As I feel your mouth move down my body– pausing at my breasts to bite and suck on pierced nipples made gloriously sensitive by your ministrations– my mind and…
“Ummmm, your turn?” I couldn’t believe that I was asking my sister if she would like me to lick her pussy, but the best guess I have is that the events of the day triggered something in me. For maybe the first time in my life, I felt completely accepted for who I was and…
What art thou… that fearest not the sea? – Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names; in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the…
