I looked into his eyes and saw a strange mixture of anticipation, hope, doubt and something else. Something honest and profound. Was that affection? Love? Whatever it was, it made me tremble. My muscles turned to jelly and zounds of butterflies erupted in my stomach, hurtling through my entire body as blood went rushing from my mind to my cheeks. I could not help but smile, and gave him a long, wet kiss on the lips. He la...

This story is my experience with my first real love. It happened thirty years ago. I was a bartender in college and I had always been lucky with the girls. I somehow had managed to keep three to four girlfriends at a time and never really understand why I needed to. Anyway, my new profession had made it easier than ever to get laid. One night a thirty-something man came in with two really good looking girls. At the end of...

The smell is intoxicating. My smell. I should be getting a boner but there's nothing there. I can't even say that I'm feeling a ghost of one because, I'm not. Instead, I feel this pressure building - this tiny ache below my belly button and my pulse speeds up. There's a ... shit, what do I call it? The inside of my - my pussy, it's... no... hmmm... I want to touch myself and dip my fingers inside but I'm going to wait and...

My alarm startles me awake. I don't normally sleep so solidly but this time, I did. No dreams to remember at all, either. Just pure solid sleep. I feel really good and relaxed. Until I sit up. There's this dull ache way low in my stomach. It's not terrible but it's uncomfortable as hell and almost feels like the leftovers of being kicked in the balls. I grimace against the pain and rub under my balls gently. Too much mast...

I wake to grey light filtering through the blinds in my room. It's utterly quiet outside. My head is pounding and my throat is completely dry. I feel like I haven't had water in days. I work my mouth a few times, croaking and trying to make spit happen. It makes me cough and I roll over to my side and pull myself up to kneel. My head aches from the movement. I close my eyes against the pain at my temples. When I open them...

It was a box. Or possibly a crate - wooden sides with a bit of plastic on the side containing what I'd think was a packing slip. No visible marks otherwise. No 'fragile' (which my mind nearly always reads mentally as fra-jill-ay) or other stamped text. Just a decent sized box (crate?) sitting on the second step of the little concrete steps leading to my front door. I stare for a bit and then push it slightly with my foot....

We chat some more with things becoming more flirtatious, little things you say or do that relate to our previous chats make me smile, excite me even. You mention the 'Lick' thing that we write when we chat, asking how we might make that real. I slowly lick my finger tip and glide it along your neck, I then kiss it and do the same."See? We can still do those things!"I get started on your makeup, you tell me that you are co...

It was a warm evening, warmer than I'm used to. I had travelled all of this way, just to meet you. I feel excited and nervous all at once.Excited because we will finally get to meet, to talk to each other, look at each other, feel each other. .. Nervous because no matter how confident I might come across, I'm really not. I'm shy, and I'm scared that you might not like what you see in me.I unpack my case in the quiet hotel...