Over the following days I thought about Maria a lot. I couldn’t stop the feelings of longing she had spurred in me. Maybe it was because she was the first woman I’d had sex with in over two years, even if it had only been oral sex. Not that oral sex isn’t one of my favorite things - I like giving more than receiving - but I had been left with a sense of incompleteness, of unfinished business. My longing for her was partic...

Matthew Turnback was a man who, all things considered, should have loved the life he lived. He was still young - in his mid-twenties - and making great money off of his chosen career path while living happily married to a woman he had fallen for since the day he first met her. His job, Personal Assistant to Mayor Bannivan, involved an adequate mix of both stress and excitement. Most men wouldn't care for setting up meetin...

01 Yes, a lot of people would call me a bad person. But define bad. I am fifty-two, a straight female with a broad range of fantasies and strategies to make those fantasies become realities. This is the first time I've put them down in writing, I'm sure there will be more but let's start with a boy called David. When I first met David he was just your average teenager, he lived next door with his very nice but quite annoy...

Kane and I had disembarked the train and were now sitting on a bus en route to his house for more. I was dripping with anticipation but didn’t let it show as we casually conversed as though nothing had happened. Any feelings of guilt for now sticking to my original plan had now disappeared, and were now replaced by butterflies and mild palpitations! I didn’t know what to expect. I needn’t had worried as we got off the bus...

Saturday morning, the young couple sleeps in. Mike brews a pot of coffee and brings Lynn a cup. “Thank you sweetie.” Her husband says, “This has been some week.” “I know. I got it every day.” Every day! Who did she fuck on Monday? He takes a sip of coffee and laughs. “What is it?” “I was thinking about the look on Eric’s face when I opened the door yesterday. God, you should have seen it. He didn’t know whether to shit or...

The Divas, that's what they called themselves, were back at the Student Union Monday after classes discussing their weekend. Claire was nineteen, soon to be twenty and a junior as was Kimberly. Dotty was a sophomore. She had just turned nineteen. All three were drama majors with a minor in sex. "So Claire, how was your date with Big Ben?" Kim asked. Claire took a sip from her latte, then said, "It was okay." "You were wit...