Tina has written several stories posted here. Recently, she asked each of us who love her, to tell our stories. Rod and Brianna have done so, and I guess that leaves me as the last of our love-quartet to tell my story. My name is Ted. I know that Tina has talked about me here, as have my girlfriend Brianna, and Tina’s boyfriend Rod. Being of African-American heritage in historically racist but rapidly liberalizing Georgia...

My name is Brianna. My girlfriend Tina has written stories about her and me, and she even showed photos of me – with her, with my man, with her man, and by myself. Tina asked me to tell you my story, so I’ll try. It’s difficult to know where to start. My whole life, my mother told me I was beautiful. Deep down, I’m not sure I ever believed her. All that changed one day when I was sixteen. The partition that kept the boys’...

I’m twenty-five, and I very much love Rod, my boyfriend of the past three years. And our time in bed together is always of exceptionally superb quality. I sometimes think about what it would be like to conceive a child with him. In the summer of 2020, we will have been a couple for five years. By then he will have deposited more than five thousand explosions of sperm into me. Maybe I will celebrate our five-hundredth time...

My girlfriend Tina has written a lot here about our unusual four-partner relationship. She asked me to write how I view what we have. My perspective. My life changed dramatically for the better when I was twenty-two. In the three years since then, my life keeps getting even better and better. About six months before I met Tina, I had broken off a short-lived relationship with my previous girlfriend. All she ever did was c...

I like my cocks longThe foreskin cleanly cutI love when my man’s nine inchesSlowly slide up my buttI’m sexually adventurousNever stuck in a rutThat’s why little TinaIs a slut I have a sweet girlfriendWe each have a boyfriend tooWhen my pussy rubs hersI can never feel blueEach night our boyfriendsPump us full of warm gooThat’s why little TinaIs a slut I swoon when her man fucks meI thrill when my man bangs herWhen she come...

I’ve already told the story of how I met my girlfriend and love of my life (well, female love of my life, anyway), of the past seven years, Brianna. And I’ve told the story of how I met my boyfriend of the past three years, Rod. I have even talked about how I love Brianna do much that I happily share my boyfriend with her. To watch her face light up joyously and to hear her happy purring as my man slowly slides his wonder...

It was a warm summer's day in 2015. I was twenty-two-years-old, not yet a year out of college. I had put on a short yellow skirt, a light blue bikini top with pink floral pattern, and my sluttiest, black, strappy high heels. And I was browsing for bargains at the local farmer’s market. I was looking at oranges when I felt a slight dampness inside my panties, a tingling of desire. I looked up and a few feet away stood a ta...

It takes a lot of practice to be good at anything. For example, I started very young in mastering playing the piano, and now at twenty-five I’m pretty good. Maybe not concert-hall good, but I play flawlessly executed pieces every time. Likewise, being a good, sweet, and loving girlfriend (which I am for my current man) takes practice. Unlike the piano, though, there really isn’t any place you can take lessons. I’m pretty-...

I was eighteen and it was my first day in college.I went to my English class. This girl with long red hair sat next to me.Then I went to my biology class, and the only empty seat was next to that same redhead.Philosophy class was in a big lecture hall. A few minutes into the lecture, I noticed this same girl seated right in front of me.I was headed to the campus cafeteria for lunch, and sure enough, the redhead was walkin...