I am leaving this record for the future. I imagine that people in the future might imagine that life right after The Plague was much different than it was. But since I am writing for the future, let me explain what The Plague was. It was a disease that reached pandemic proportions, in the year…
Cult of Sexuality-Part 3 It was my job to guide Steven through the doctrine of our group. Unfortunately, he wasn’t the most cooperative student. He would take my words out of context and exaggerate our beliefs. When he was serious, I felt like he was interrogating me. He was more interested in the “who, what,…
“You just don’t have any sense of adventure anymore,” complained Debbie. “Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?” I wanted to know. “It has nothing to do with my job,” she replied. “And for your information it is usually burglars that I’m involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you….
Modern physics textbooks refer to four fundamental forces – the strong and weak nuclear forces, the electromagnetic force, and gravity. It is surmised that these forces are all related in a fundamental way. The scientific equivalent of the Holy Grail is to find the set of equations which will combine all of these forces into…
At first it seemed a bit strange to be reading aloud a story written in the first person by a woman. But somehow, knowing that Vanessa had written the story, I found it a tremendous turn-on. It was as if I was not just possessing her body from the outside as I had already, but…
Ginger was pissed off. How could an adults only nudist colony have such strict rules banning sexual activity of any kind. The warm Queensland sun felt soothing on her naked skin, but on the inside she seethed with indignation as she read the brochure she’d been handed on arriving at the Hairy Palms Naturist Resort….
Who looks forward to Parent/Teacher nights? Particularly for a guy trying to look after his twelve-year old son on his own. But recently I discovered that Tommy’s teacher Maria is not the shy officious school marm I first thought her to be. It started when I turned up late to the last PT night and…
The afternoon sun was streaming through the bedroom window when I awoke from a dream that Vanessa was casually and luxuriously sucking my cock, to find that she really was casually and luxuriously sucking my cock. “Hmmm..mmm,” I sighed contentedly, “nothing like waking from a wet dream to find a wet reality.” “Well reality’s not the…
I couldn’t believe what the fuck was happening. There was Eric, proud as punch with his cock shoved in some slut’s mouth, occasionally glancing over at me with a ‘Wow, look at me, I’m getting head‘ smile on his stupid face. I love him to death, but boy, does he piss me off sometimes; no…
Have you ever been in a position where your sexual desires totally over-ruled your sensibility? Where you knew it was wrong, but oh boy, it feel so right, so multi-orgasmic right? Well, tonight was one of those times! When Eric asked/pleaded for me to wear a bag, I thought he was just kidding. I was…
Having not completely recuperated from recently having one of the best ‘no sex’ dreams of my life, I was busy working on the massive web site upgrade I had been contracted to do. Things in that respect were going well – it was my personal life that was in major turmoil, all because of that…
“Come on over here and get comfortable while I think up a story,” I suggested to Vanessa. “I know I’m not allowed to play with your pussy while I tell it, but what about your boobs. Can I play with those. I need something to inspire me.” “Well,” Vanessa considered, “normally that would be totally…
Once the bed was covered with fluffy bath-towels, Vanessa jumped on it and lay with her legs spread wide. “Look how wet you’ve got me,” she said, sliding a couple of fingers easily in and out of her pussy. “And that’s not just from the bath. Here, taste.” I came over and sucked her slippery…
I thought that the world would tumble down around my ears when I told my wife the awful truth. It’s strange how reality is sometimes such a relieving disappointment compared to our worst imaginings. Contrary to my anxious visions, there was no look of horror, no rush to pack my bags and heave me out…
Ah, Brandy, let me take you back to that first summer by the lake. I know that a memory of every pleasure that we shared is burned indelibly into your mind and your body, as it is with me. But just indulge me now and lets go back there together in our minds. Feel free…