Life is funny. Just when you think your ship is sinking and it seems hopeless, a lifeline appears. My humiliating attempt to have sex with my teenage neighbor, Sharon, had resulted in a humiliating and dangerous premature ejaculation--dangerous because of the possibility of an unwanted pregnancy. And even though we dodged that bullet, I was too embarrassed by my performance to ask Sharon out again. Of course, that was MY...
Before my dad remarried and I entered college, life had been a series of ups and downs. Mom was diagnosed with cancer when I was a freshman in high school, and she finally succumbed to the disease during the summer of my senior year after a long, drawn-out battle with both chemo and radiation treatments. She hung in there until the bitter end, but her last days were an emotional roller coaster for Dad and me as we both se...
When I got back from Boston, I let Justin know. I was his wife when I was home, but when I was on trips, I wasn’t. “I’m your wife when I’m home. That’s when you can ask me about what I’m doing and where I’ve been. When I’m on a trip, I’m not. And like when I was in Boston, I don’t want you asking questions.” I looked at him hard and said, “When I’m away from home, I’m single, and you can imagine what I’m doing, but I’m no...
Mary felt the wave of her fifth mini orgasm radiating through her body, she had been edging for several hours in a marathon masturbation session, building up to the crescendo that was always mind-blowing, where she would convulse violently for ages on the bed in sheer bliss. Reaching for her large dildo she was eager for the explosion of joy to engulf her body. With legs parted wide Mary looked down at her bald flesh moun...
Lucille. P stared morosely at the screen. She had put hours and hours into her recent Lush story. It was about two young hotties who had met on the beach. She’d planned it meticulously. Her lead character had an arc, in which she’d overcome insecurity about a scar on her body to give herself to a man. There was a nicely written seduction scene with desire and hesitation, if not reluctance. She was particularly proud of th...
Hot, bathed in sweat, agitated, intensely aroused, I woke suddenly, confused. The sheet was wrapped around me and the t-shirt I’d worn to bed bunched around my neck, the bedding in disarray, my long hair wet with sweat and stuck to my neck and face. I turned on my bedside light and lay there for a moment, shaken and gasping, taking stock and trying to calm down. The weirdest dream, at once terrifying and incredibly pleasu...
When I first started working at the gym, I stood out right away, in a good way. People commented on how hard I worked. James once told me that members would stop him and comment on how great of a worker I was multiple times a day. James also told me that he liked when I was there because he never had to worry about what the club looked like (minus the ladies' locker room, of course). A few months into the job, I was prett...
Martin experienced an air of anticipation as he got within a mile or so of the beach cottage. For work reasons, he wasn’t able to get there until a couple of hours after the others. By now they would have finished their time at the beach and would be back at the cottage having a barbecue. There would be seven or eight couples, mainly in their mid-to-late thirties. Most or all of the women would be topless. This was a scen...
Of mental anguish, I was amply blessed, but those who have tend to receive—a form of Karmic compound interest. I’d spent twenty years getting my head straightened out to evolve into a woman who was strong, independent, comfortable in her sexuality, and who wore the slut label with pride. It only took one man and his merry band of misfits, over a few hours, to unravel me, completely. He didn’t play fair, and it had me off-...
In retrospect, the subject I chose to study at college, European History, matched my personal history. Both were unpredictable. Both saw great changes over time, and a diverse cast of both good and dubious characters. And both included a lot of sex! I was especially keen to study at a particular university in Madrid, because I could work under a professor whose books I had enjoyed reading in high school. Mr. Lopez special...
I had gotten to the point while working at the gym, where I knew 98% of the people coming through my door everyday. I got along well with just about everybody (even the ones who couldn't handle my following of the rules). Some people were a quick high and bye. Others I felt I had a deeper connection with. Ask any gym employee worth their salt, and they will tell you - even with all of the wonderful eye candy, or free memb...
Emily brushed a strand of hair away from her eyes, taking in the sight of Alex’s workshop. "No, it was a lab. Her son was now on the cutting edge of science. How could that be?" she thought to herself. This was her little Alex. Instantly, her mind drifted to his enormous cock. "Not so little; but those were dreams. Could he be that well-endowed or am I secretly a size queen?" she wondered. "No mind, I won't be finding out...
In the not-too-distant future... The faint hum of electronic equipment filled the air as Alex meticulously soldered a set of delicate wires inside his basement laboratory. The room was a haven of innovation, filled with computer monitors displaying complex algorithms, circuit boards scattered across the workbench, and shelves stacked with books on neuroscience and dream research. The walls were adorned with diagrams and s...
"I saw you, Cassie." She turned round to face me, smiling, "You saw what, Richard?" "In the test, I saw you cheating." "Bullshit." "I'll tell Sir." She stopped smiling. "No, you wouldn't." "I have to. You're a cheater. I thought you had learnt your lesson last year, they gave you one last chance didn't they? Well it looks like you've made the same mistake again, Cassie, and you've got to pay for it." "Fuck off, Richard."...
Several weeks passed and although Lori had suspicions about Jason and her mother, she could not muster the courage to directly confront him. Jason assumed she had forgotten all about his faux pas but remained cautious about slipping up again. He was reading on the couch when Lori entered the room with a concerned look on her face as she stared at her cell phone. "What's wrong? Bad news?" "I just got a text from Mom. She's...
