Jeff and I dated occasionally, but it seemed like all he wanted to do was hop into bed. That wasn't what I wanted. We agreed to stay friends but not date anymore. As my job training continued, I started to get more help from the other men in the office. I'm sure Jeff couldn't keep our relationship to himself. I'd look in the mirror on my desk to watch them and could see the men, and even my boss looking down my blouse, tr...

'The Adventure Of The Red-Headed Sex League' London, 1888. Emma's Point Of View. "Have you ever had the good fortune to participate in a sex orgy, Watson?" My mouth gaped open like a fish out of water and I dropped that day's issue of the Times newspaper to the carpet as I contemplated the sudden question. I looked at Scarlett Holmes as she bent to the fireplace and lit a taper that she intended to use to relight her clay...

London, 2019. "Holly, will you cheer the fuck up!" yelled an exasperated Jeffrey Hunter. "You drive me crazy!" she yelled back in kind. "No, you drive ME crazy!" "No YOU, drive ME crazy!" "You drive me crazy, times a hundred, and no comebacks!" Holly Goodman threw her hairbrush in the general direction of her boyfriend and lover and stormed off into the bathroom in a huff. Jeff was lying on top of their bed and was busy a...

Barb and Anthony had been friends since childhood. They dated in their teens and married at twenty. They were head over heels in love. Perfect couple, right? Read on. They were each other's first and only lovers. Barb was short and medium build, not busty, and very cute. Anthony was six feet four and rather thin when they met. Anthony, sadly, had what the medical profession calls a micro-penis. Fully erect, he was barely...

I couldn't hear a thing from Ellen's private room over the din of the pseudo rave that had broken out on our shared university residence floor. People were coming and going in and out of other people's rooms seemingly at random with no clue where the music was coming from and each resident doing a very good job of holding their drinks still despite their gyrating hips and shoulders. I knocked but got no reply, I reasoned...

Even as the new group of women comes closer, making sounds of surprise and delight and shock, the first woman behind me just keeps on pounding the strap-on dildo into me. She kept driving it in, faster and harder and deeper. Right along with their amusement and delight came their instinct to record everything, and there were quickly even more phones pointed at me. Even through the fog of alcohol, I remembered the feeling...

Sandy led the way from the lounge to the stairs. Abraham held her arm tightly as they climbed. At the top were four rooms. A toilet, a bathroom, and two bedrooms. The two bedrooms faced each other, and she stopped and faced the door on the right. Abraham pushed the door open. “This looks like the spare bedroom?” Sandy nodded. “Yes, we… we thought that when I have sex it should be here and not in our bedroom.” “Oh, you did...

It was a few minutes before the end of Disciplinary Implements class, and Professor Lawrence was collecting the single-fall whips they’d been practicing with, while the students traded and graded each other’s targets. Kristen and Zach had both succeeded in annihilating most of the center of their targets while keeping a full circle of unbroken paper around the edge. From what Kristen could see when she glanced to the side...

Jack's life at university was going well. His grades were spectacular, despite the hard classes that he had taken this Freshman year; he made many friends, some of whom he liked better than others; and, most of all, he had his girlfriend, Sophie, whom he loved. Jack felt, for the first time, that he was in full control of his life; his destiny was his. Unlike many of his high school friends, Jack did not travel outside of...

Todd Bittle was an eighteen-year-old, in his last year of high school, about to graduate. He was also the captain of the school's basketball team. He had always been straight and had lots of girlfriends, but the arrival of the new guy, Wes Pope, had him question his sexuality. It was after basketball practice after school when Todd was in the showers of the men's locker rooms that he heard someone turn on the shower besid...

It was hard to think at first. How could one be expected to keep track of anything under the impatient gaze of six men who looked at you like a pack of wolves looking at a stray rabbit? I focused just on the table and just on the piles of chips. The short stacks were easy to eliminate, so after a first glance around, I could tell there were only three contenders. I counted and re-counted, until there was a clear winner in...