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. ...

I am now married, and in my fifties, and I was thinking recently about some experiences that I had in high school that I wish I could relive today.  I have learned that we need to take full advantage of opportunities when they are presented to us.  It’s very hard or even impossible to relive those things later in life. This story describes a series of events that happened where I grew up near Atlanta. It’s about how I dev...

It's understandable that parents want to protect their children from all the evil and dangers in the world. But in some cases, the restrictions they impose on their kids end up backfiring and having unintended consequences. That was the case for me. My parents were very strict on me, and when I had my first opportunity to have sex with others, I embraced it enthusiastically. My name is Michelle, and I’m now living with my...

Lucy looked at the bed, the outfit laid out on it. Could she do this? Was it crossing a line? It was her turn but she still wasn't sure. Finally she shook herself out of her reverie and picked up the skirt, getting dressed at last. Dan waited downstairs, nervously awaiting her decision. He'd done what she asked, sleeping with her in the office, the whole time he'd spent on edge wondering if they'd get caught. It was excit...

I have always thought that my sister Denise and I were lucky to be raised by parents who taught us to be unprejudiced and accepting of all ethnicities. We grew up in the suburbs near Philadelphia, which has a sizeable Puerto Rican population, and we had a representative mix of Caucasian, black, and Latino friends. My name is Ed, and this story takes place when I am forty-two years old and Denise is forty-three. But first,...

My wife Angie and I grew up and went to college in Wisconsin, where I earned a master’s degree in healthcare management, and Angie earned a master’s degree in education. At the age of twenty-five we moved to Roanoke, Virginia since I got a job with one of the large healthcare insurers there. Angie couldn't find a teaching position right away, but she did get a volleyball coaching job at a high school, which was part-time...

“I'm home,” Sherri called out. It was early Saturday, about ten. She had been out for a girl’s night. She heard her husband call out from the kitchen, and she led her guest in to meet him. On the way she was greeted by the scent of breakfast, and her stomach let her know it was interested.“Did you have a good time?” He kissed her as she approached, but pulled back from a deeper kiss when he saw the other girl. “Oh, compan...

,My name is Dave, and my wife Donna, and I are in our fifties and living in the Columbus, Ohio area. We have two grown children who are on their own and live in Ohio. Donna is an elementary school teacher and I am the creative director in an advertising firm, which usually requires me to work long hours. One night I was in the office late and went to the rest room to pee, and I knew that I was alone except for the evening...

Things eventually came to an end with Casey, but having her drink my piss also left a taste in my mouth and I wanted more. Experience surprisingly indicates that there may be more willing participants around than one would suspect. Still meeting someone again like Casey, while possible, didn't realistically seem that likely. At least not if I were to limit my search to people I would meet in the normal course of life. To...

A few years ago I went to my twenty five year high school reunion. Coincidentally, I’d also begun a fitness regime about a year ahead of the reunion. I didn’t really do it for the reunion, but over that year the reunion date did provide some motivation. After all, the desire to impress a group of people that you shared five years of your life with in the distant past seems a common condition. Since I wasn’t famous or rich...

Pissing in Claire’s mouth was so much fun. It was like living a filthy little dream. The whole night was amazing, including Claire herself. I was going to have to savor the memory, because it was never going to happen again. (Read My Sweet Clairette for the full story.) If there was any solace that I could take from things, it was that even though Claire was out of the picture, there was another woman from the dating line...

I had just come close to having a second woman drink my piss. So close that I could - well, almost taste it. She told me she was more than willing to suck cock and drink everything I gave her. For my part though, I wasn't really attracted to her, but found her willingness to drink my piss irresistible. In fact, I was practically on fire to see her do it along with whatever else might come to mind, but unfortunately my des...