“So, what are you going to do this morning to keep from fondling yourself and jacking off?” I sputtered into my coffee. My SLA sponsor doesn’t fuck around. “Well, good morning to you too.” “Well, answer the question.” His voice isn’t quite as hard. “I’m not going to look at porn on my phone.” “Good answer. What about after work?” “I’m going to go straight home and not stop off at the nude bar or drive around to the part o...

The events in this story happened in late 1998 when I was 25 but the backstory starts earlier. I was Pinole Valley High School (PVHS) Class of 1990. Most people don't have a clue what that means, but Billie Joe Armstrong and Mike Dirnt of Green Day were also PVHS Class of 1990. Billy Joe didn't graduate, but Mike Dirnt did in case the band thing didn't work out. Gino Toretta who got the Heisman Trophy in 1992 also went to...

'My dad says that anything more than a handful is wasted?' Nicole was a sex worker, definitely not a prostitute. She had a Manchester accent. She was talking about her breasts which were certainly a handful. She was 5 ft 6 and very versatile. Any kind of sex you wanted to pay for, Nicole was up for it ‘Nicole?’ ‘Papa.’ Our sessions always began like that. 'I’ve been a very good girl. No need for a spanking, papa.' ‘Really...

The Airbus was a massive plane and it would take Blake to Sweden. She pressed her nose against the cold window taking in the large engine and the plane's wingspan. She was very excited for this was her first time flying and it would be a long flight from Idaho to Stockholm. She picked up her backpack and went over to a vending machine where she bought a bottle of water. Leaning against the wall she watched the other passe...

On a rainy day, junior year in high school, track practice was cancelled because the track was flooded and there was lightning. We couldn’t run inside because the admin was setting up for some bid school board meeting or something, and they didn’t want a mess – so, we had the day off. Two of my girlfriends and I decided to spend the day at the mall, walk around, maybe check out some stores and guys and go to the movies to...

I shivered, pushing my hands deeper into the front pocket of the black hoody that hid my skinny frame and mentally cursing my decision not to bring a coat. Jeans and a jumper just weren’t enough for nine o’clock on a mid-October morning in the Midlands. At least Derby train station was busy on a weekday, unlike the isolated rural platform where I’d last stood waiting for a man I’d never met. That had been the previous sum...

It was ten days after the massage when Mike had a knock on his door. He opened the door. There stood Cathy. Mike greeted her and asked if she wanted a drink. “No thanks, Mike. I need your cock, not a drink. Let’s go to your bed.” Cathy was already making her way to Mike’s bed. Cathy removed her shoes and had her top off before leaving the bedroom doorway. Mike locked the front door and followed Cathy into the bedroom. Cat...

My name is Carol. I am currently fifty years old and am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married and started his own life. His wife is now there to support him. But for the past few decades, I have been a loving mother to my son. I made sure he was always happy and content. The following is an account of my life with Tom. I had been assisting my son with his sexual needs every night since he was sixteen....

We hadn't been with Tim or Toby in a few months. I was getting very hungry! Our work was during the week and we hadn't had anything that we needed their help with. They also did not call us. A week later, Toby called to ask Jim if he could come over and help him move some furniture. Jim said, "I'll be right over." Jim wondered why they would need his help. He would soon find out. Jim went over, and only Toby was there. To...

“I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow.” Scarlett O’Hara (from Margaret Mitchell's Gone with the Wind) *** Suggestions are funny things. They come at us in numberless ways. They overpower in ways not always seen. This story is about Janina’s reaction to Kit’s suggestion. It happened a long time ago, and much has occurred since, but relationships have points of origin, h...

The sun was slowly setting over the beautiful blue sky of Oslo. A gentle wind touched people's cheeks. The city was ending its day cycle, and the night side was beginning to awaken. Young people gathered on benches, drinking local alcohol, talking, laughing, and listening to music. In districts closer to the center, residents gathered in museums and other cultural centers. And also, in restaurants. Certain unusual couple...