"I told you I wanted to taste you."
When I was twenty, I took my first solo trip. I was flying out to New York from Miami for spring break. Don’t get me wrong: Miami is beautiful and everything, but I could give a shit about the heat....
"A weekend at the lake with our parents leads to sexual discovery."
After I'd spent time in Illinois and lost my virginity to the nympho next door whose Air Force hubby was in Germany, I went back home and renewed my acquaintance with an old girlfriend, Pam. Her parents and mine, I...
"The Christmas shopping season brings new experiences."
The only light in the small motel room comes through the sheer curtain behind the partially open drapes. I watch as she approaches and places her cherry red lips against mine. A heartbeat later, my arms wrap around her and she reciprocates and we hold each other...
"A bisexual married couple's thoughts about sex with Covid."
I’m having sex like a heterosexual...I suppose from the outside that makes sense, since I’m heterosexually married, but my wife and I are bisexual. And for the most part, we won’t shut up about it. To answer the follow-up question,...
"Things hot up with Amanda and Brian."
I hardly slept at all that night, visions of my wife, naked in bed with my brother kept flashing through my mind. Imagining her falling to sleep, holding his cock was so exciting to me. Knowing that he'd touched her...
"Instead, I looked elsewhere, making me a determined flirt at every event that let me meet people."
So you probably missed, buried among the musings on my crush EK, this line:Day after birthday/---CWhy do I want him I spent the evening socializing with other choir people. I thought of a new way to do what? I lost...
"I want you. I want to kiss you. I want to lick your face. I want to smear my body against you."
04/20/---CI dreamt I made out with EK. It felt so good. There wasn't any action around where the legs split off; though my leg did start to wrap around his. I no [know] he isn't thin. And he has turned...
"I finally met myself!"
I guess those few words don’t tell the story. I was out on the local bike trail, a pretty typical day for me. You see I love to exercise and while I might not run as often or put the...
"I pulled into Yuma with no idea of what was awaiting."
This incident happened in 1983 on my first trip to the West Coast on a motorcycle. I had traveled into Mexico, and stayed there for a few days. After leaving four days later, I decided to ride the Mexican side of...
