Dear Diary, The subway! It's a world unto itself - a combo of sweaty armpits, stale air, and regrettable cologne choices. I'm shaking as I write this. My heart is pounding just like those uncertain moments I had in school playing goalkeeper and we had the decisive penalty kicks back during the conference finals. I’m still thinking of those touches. Damn! The electricity of the unexpected is etched into my consciousness. I...

A sense of anticipation filled my loins as I sat in my seat in the dimly-lit lecture hall. The air around me was electric, heavy with the scent of forbidden desires that had been building up since the first day I'd laid eyes on her - my hot milf professor. She was Professor Jane Thompson, and she was everything I could ever ask for in a woman. She had long, flowing brunette hair, piercing green eyes that seemed to see rig...

(This is a completely true story. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.) Tessa didn’t know what to do. She was in a truly terrible position at the moment. She was in a hospital room with her best friend Abby. Abby had just had her gallbladder removed, and was sleeping soundly. It was about 2 am, and except for the steady, rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor, all was quiet. Tessa had promised Abby she...

Make no mistake. This is a punishment and as such, I will NOT enjoy it. (Even though I probably will!) However, as HE is the one punishing me, I will accept and even revel in it. What did I do to deserve this? Well now, that really doesn't matter, but trust me when I say, I DO deserve this. As with all Punishments, I begin naked. I've prepared for this by showering, shaving EVERYTHING, using an enema to make sure I'm clea...

12 Years Later Mark I spotted her from the stands at the swim meet, wearing shorts and a polo shirt with the Alto Swim Club logo, her long, dirty-blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. She had a stopwatch around her neck and held a clipboard to her chest. My heart pounded as I watched her talking and laughing with the other coaches. According to the heat sheet, her team had two swimmers in the finals for the thirteen-to-forte...

If anyone seated in the cinema screen noticed Dean and Talulah leaving, they didn’t acknowledge it. As per their plan, Talulah left their seats first, Dean watching as his student skipped down the steps, her mass of dark hair bouncing around her shoulders. Waiting until the eighteen-year-old left the screen Dean stood up, walking casually down the steps, out the door and into the box office. Ahead of him, the front door w...

“Good afternoon. This is your captain speaking. I'd like to welcome everyone on TWA Flight 86. We are currently cruising at an altitude of 41,000 feet at an airspeed of 550 miles per hour. The time is 8:25 pm. The weather looks good and with the tailwind on our side, we are expecting to land in London approximately twenty minutes ahead of schedule. The cabin crew will be coming around in about ten minutes' time to offer y...

Mark It was a Saturday night, and my wife Heather and I were attending a fundraiser at the rec center where my girlfriend Sam worked and taught swim lessons for my kids. I knew it was reckless, but the thrill of sneaking around with Sam was irresistible. And beyond that, she made me feel so desired, which I rarely felt at home. As soon as Heather and I stepped inside, I looked around for Sam. I quickly spotted her at the...

On the First Day of Christmas, My Best Friend’s Husband Gave to Me… ...a dick underneath the pantry. No, really. When I went to fetch the fine china for my lovely guests (my best friend of ten years Sarah and her husband Brandon) within the lazy susan underneath my top cabinet there it was standing tall and haughty and ornamented with a shiny party store pink ribbon--a long purple dragon dildo. Now, I’d joked on many an o...

It has been a while since we last saw our friends. This time we met in Spain, where they have a villa. As always, she captivated me with her subtle sensuality. I could feel the tension between us, as if it were yesterday that we last touched. The memory of what happened in the kitchen is still vivid in my mind. As always, we are spending a lot of time together, exploring the area, and sharing moments of conversation and l...

There was no way that Candy Shaw and I were going to be lovers. She was captain of our high school’s varsity cheerleading squad and she dated the football team’s quarterback. I was president of both the chess club and the engineering club, and at eighteen, I was still a virgin. A Jewish matchmaker would have paired me with some girl in eyeglasses who plays violin and appreciates Bach, and paired Candy with… well, yeah, th...