I first met Ryan during our junior year of college. We had been introduced by mutual friends. Ryan was a nice-looking guy and very well-mannered. I could tell right off that he had been raised with some class. Most of the guys I had dated up until then were immature; of course, they were interested in just one thing. Ryan was different; he was driven, and he had goals. He was a business major who was really into making go...

Shawn and Nicky were actually a part of a larger group of swingers that frequently got together. Sometimes it was just a few couples, other times it could turn into an all-out orgy of twenty people or more. It just depended on who could make it. One of the couples in the group was very wealthy. Shawn and Nicky had been introduced to them through others in their swinging circle. They owned a huge house in Knoxville. The hu...

There is no better way to spend Halloween than sitting round a camp-fire deep in the woods, drinking home-made hooch and telling scary stories, legends of dark deeds and ghostly ghouls.  It was something that started with his grandparents when George was a child, and while it was then soft-drinks and tame tales, that sense of awe and wonder grew strong in the young boy's mind. The tradition continued through adolescence g...

Nymphomaniac and slut were the names I was repeatedly called a few years ago.  I earned these licentious names because of my unquenchable hunger for sexual pleasure and gratification.  One of my lovers regularly organized orgies, to cater to my steamily insatiable demands for sex.      For me, gang-bangs, orgies, and threesomes were, and still to this day are highly enjoyable.   The pleasures and sexual satisfaction I rec...