In Part 1 of this story I described that my name is Frank, and I am a seventeen-year-old Aussie boy living in Sydney, in my twelfth year in high school, or what would be a senior in the US. I am five feet and ten inches tall and weighed one hundred and eighty-five pounds. I was average looking, but sometimes received compliments on having a cute face and a nice smile, and everyone said that I look younger than my age. I w...

There are many studies and competing arguments out there taking both sides of the debate on whether bisexual and homosexual behaviors are due to nature or nurture. I’ll admit that I don’t know the definitive answer, but as you’ll learn in this story, I do have my suspicions that a significant part of it must be due to nature. My name is Ed, and at the time of this story my wife, Susan, and I were thirty-nine years old and...

Racial bias can be an ugly thing. My family is Puerto Rican, and we moved to Davenport, Iowa when I was only three years old after my father had gotten a good job in a manufacturing plant there. The population in Davenport and the entire state is predominately white, so we stood out as being different. I don’t remember any name-calling or other overt manifestations of racism; it’s just that I had a hard time making friend...

In Part 1 of this story I explained how my best friend, Alan, and I sucked one another’s cocks for the first time when we were sixteen years old. After that, he let me know that he had no interest in sucking me again, but he was happy to have me suck him at every opportunity. I found out that I loved the taste of cock, balls and cum in my mouth, and I began sucking other boys from the neighborhood. By the end of high scho...

By RayneDor When I Anya discovered she enjoyed peeing on me as much I enjoyed being peed on it didn’t exactly mean that the flood-gates were open for me (so to speak). In fact, Anya took pleasure in doling out that particular favor only at odd, seemingly random times. As with the rest of our sex-life, she is always the one who decides when, where and how we will play, and making me wait for something is clearly part of th...

I learned the value of hard work from my parents, and it wasn’t until I was a teenager that I realized just how hard they struggled to support our family. My father is a machinist who works the night shift in a small factory in our little town, not too far from the city of Atlanta. He even takes extra shifts sometimes to help earn more overtime. He sleeps during the day and is at work at night, so I never get to see him m...

The blended cultures and people where I live, about eight miles southeast of London, are very different than those of the small city outside of Vilnius, Lithuania where I was born and raised. Most people in Lithuania are the progeny of ancient Caucasian tribes, while the London metropolitan area has a mix of people and cultures from all over the world. My name is Isabel, and I moved to London when I was twenty years old....

Helen had finally left college, and was now working as a tattoo artist in a local parlour. She was quite artistic, and capable of designing her own images, including the hard-to-master “3D” stuff that was taking the world by storm. Helen had had no difficulty getting employment; she had been chosen out of twenty-seven applicants...she had good reason to feel a little pleased with herself. One afternoon she had been left o...

My wife, Gwen, and I were born and raised in a small farming town in Kansas. Our parents are successful farmers and were able to send us to college at KU in Lawrence, Kansas. We both got degrees in business administration and found good state government jobs in Topeka, which is only about twenty miles from Lawrence. I worked my way up to become a deputy director in one of the state agencies. Gwen quit working at the age o...

I have recently been thinking about the sexual experiences earlier in my life that have molded my somewhat perverted, bisexual desires. I love to perform oral sex of any kind. Early on I developed a ravenous taste for pussy juice, cum, and even piss. That ultimately led me to my cuckold and cock sucking desires and fantasies. This story chronicles an experience I had while in high school during the 1970s. I think you’ll a...

The south-eastern and south-central regions of the United States are well-known as being the Bible Belt. In those areas, socially conservative, evangelical Protestantism is a significant part of the culture. Church attendance across the denominations in the Bible Belt is generally higher than the national average. My name is Stuart, and for much of our lives my wife, Madeline, (most people call her Maddy) and I were membe...

When I enrolled in college to pursue a major in computer science, I envisioned myself becoming some sort of wealthy guru who would consult with major corporations all over the world. The reality is that I ended up working for a company that provides technical training on our software development platforms. The pay is very good, but I'm required to travel at least seventy-five percent each year. My name is Ed, and my wife,...

Chapter 1 -Becoming a Victorian Mel looked at herself in the mirror, the long black dress, the corset that made her feel so slim. Sometimes she wished she could dress like a Victorian all the time. It made her feel so glamorous, so special, even if it was only for a six hour shift at a time. When she’d got this job at the open air museum it was like a dream come true. So many of her fellow graduates were still filling in...

My wife and I were born and raised in St. Paul, Minnesota and our family moved from there to a suburb of Baltimore in the summer when our daughter, Kayla, had just turned sixteen years old and was going into her junior year of high school. She had been taking gymnastics since the first grade and was one of the best gymnasts in the state, so we were hoping that being in sports would help her get settled in her new school. ...