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The Best first time I've ever had

She moved so good I thought she was an escort for a second.

I walked down the road from my hotel to a pub with a buddy of mine.  As we were walking, I noticed a beautiful Asian girl walking our way so I decided to say hi.  She actually locked eyes with me and said hi.  As she passed me by there was something telling me you will regret it if you don't continue this and so I did.  I told my buddy to go ahead to the pub and i'll meet him there.  Long story short we exchanged numbers...

Lesson Learned!

Ivan learns his first lesson in joining the military

I’m Ivan, a brand new airman on my first assignment in the USAF. Yes, my name gets commented on a lot, but with my grandparents being from Russia, it’s a family name. In fact, I am expected to name my own first son the same — when I get around to having any. So, if you’ve ever had a 'first' assignment, it’s a lot like having a first job. There is a shit-load of stuff for you to learn and this story is about one of those l...

The Swim Meet

Just keep swimming... just keep swimming...

February 17th and 18th, 2006 The Public school system is a curious beast. If a teacher is employed by a school district, and that district discovers that said teacher possesses some skill that can be exploited—then, exploited it will be. “You were a cheerleader your sophomore year in high school? Great! You’re our new cheerleader coach.” “You were in a play in eighth grade? Want to be the drama club sponsor?” “You took tw...

Two Doors Down

He's not as good as he once was... but he's as once good as he ever was...

August 5th, 2007: After Mitch turned thirty, he was experiencing a lot of the same emotions that most people feel when they reach such a milestone birthday. Am I going to be doing this job forever? Is this where I’m going to live for the rest of my life? Is this all I’m going to amount to? Those types of things. As his mind considered these thoughts, he made the decision that maybe it was time for him to buy a house. He’d...

Independence Day

There were definitely some fireworks that night...

Friday, July 4th, 1997 “Independence Day,” Heather corrected her mother testily.   “What’s that, dear?” Mrs. Meinders asked distractedly.   “The holiday is called Independence Day, not the Fourth of July,” Heather repeated.  She breathed out a sigh of exasperation. She had argued this point with countless people over the years.  It was a major pet-peeve of hers. “Do we call Halloween, October thirty-first? Do we say ‘Happ...

A Chance Encounter.

A trip well worth taking.

My name is Paul. I'm a thirty-four-year-old man from Massachusetts. I work for a company that manufactures, installs and tests industrial braking systems, couplings and bearings. My job requires extensive travel around the country, approximately two hundred days a year. I am not, nor have I ever been, married. Because of the fact that I work a lot and travel extensively, my sex life is very boring. I spend quite a bit of...

Just Another One Night Mistake

But maybe, this one wasn't a mistake at all.

"Good morning," he said, full of lust, whispering in her ear. She stood at the window covered by just a blanket. It was early on a Sunday morning, and all she wanted to be was alone. But yet again, another mistake of another Saturday night was here, and would not get the message of her cold shoulder."Baby, you look so sexy standing here in just your blanket," he whispered, trailing a couple fingers up her side, her back,...

Ruins

Truth be told she didn’t want to be here for the emotional fall out of Melanie’s relationship.

It was a uni kid’s life, getting fucked up at three o’clock in the afternoon on the roof of the girl she liked. Melanie had led Raven up there when she got there, barely done complaining about the stairs before she was pushed up the ladder next to the bed that led to a balcony that looked exactly like to exactly what you’d expect from a Mediterranean fantasy. The roof was sloped and when she saw two hot girls laying out i...

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The Joshua Diaries: Underestimating Tuesdays

Horny and trolling for cock on a slow night

I had been playing with my cock for about an hour. You know, edging. I kept watching the precum ooze out of the tip of my cock and thought, “I need to get laid, bad.” I was hanging out on Manhunt, but it didn’t look like a promising night. It was a Tuesday; not much of a fuck night. I was about to give up and jack-off to a hot blog story, when my mail icon started flashing.   “Like your look, man.” I opened his profile; B...

One Too Many or Not Enough

Is it wrong to have sex with your business partner?

Lynn is my lush. However, she also happens to be my best friend, my business partner, and with someone else. My name is Alex and this is our true story. My best friends have always been female. In high school, my best friend was the soccer babe. In university, it was the skater chick that I eventually went on with to have three children. In divorce, it’s Lynn, who suffered through the whole break up of a long-term marriag...

What’s Eating Chelsea Lake?

Touched by something from another world, are the creature’s visits benevolent or self-serving?

It came for me in the night again, during the theta states; those moments I'm neither asleep nor lucid. That alone begged all manner of questions; primarily that it couldn't be a dream. Dreaming only occurs in much later sleep stages, during the REM cycle. Every medical journal agreed. Yet this was the third such experience in as many weeks, each more thrilling and unsettling than the last. So either the medical world was...

The woman in Seat 11A

We met on a red-eye flight.

She occupied Seat 11A on the long, red-eye flight from San Diego to Pittsburgh, while I was in 11C and the seat between us was vacant. Twenty-five years later she still occupies my mind from time to time. The last words she spoke to me were, “I’ll never forget you.” Whether she has, I’ll not ever know but she remains burned into my memories like a brand into a hide. If someday Alzheimer’s eats my brain, I sincerely hope t...

Carried Away

Letting go of reservations leads to a night of fun.

“I really don't want to go,” Chloe whined, sitting on the couch in just a t-shirt and pair of panties. “Chloe,” Hannah sighed, exasperated. “Come on. Put some pants on. You need to get out. You need to interact with people.” “I don't wanna,” Chloe pouted. Hannah grabbed her by the wrists and tugged her off the couch. “Ugh,” Chloe grumbled, standing. “I hate pants. I hate people.” “Then wear a dress.” Chloe rolled her eyes...

Involuntary Swallowing

An oral nympho has a fetish that shocks him, before he seeks his revenge.

Not even a downward push, the latest drunk blonde tourist I picked up at Drai’s night club, gobbled up my dick as if I had paid her. Right to work, that’s the spirit. Passionate as well, an obvious nympho with an oral fixation, saliva dripped down my balls as her head bounced furiously. A bouncing dick-sucker works for me, I’ll cum that way, though not the fastest path to climax. I relaxed against the headboard in her Bel...

For a while after she woke, Macy didn’t open her eyes. Instead, she thought very hard about her bedroom, recreating it in her mind. Magnolia walls and venetian blinds. The cluttered dressing table and the chair with her clothes on it. Her clothes. The first giveaway was the feel of the sheet against her skin. Naked. But that didn’t mean anything. She frowned, eyes still closed as she tried to focus. Her room. The mirror l...