The Mirror on the Ceiling – Part II

"Sandra was our family fitness trainer. Rebekka was her lascivious sister-in-law."

Rebekka showed up at Sandra’s house about fifteen minutes after Sandra called her. Sandra was our family fitness trainer and she had lured me into a private physical fitness session at her house, just a few miles from where my...

The Mirror on the Ceiling

"Sandra was our family fitness trainer."

“Dude, what are you looking at?” she asked.I was flat on my back, and she was standing over me, looking down at me. I could very easily see straight up shorts to her shaved kitty. She was the personal trainer...

Alone At Last! My First Sissygasm.

"A short true story of my first time"

I had been planning this night for weeks. Ordering clothes online and getting ready for my ultimate fantasy. My girlfriend was about to leave town to stay with her family for the weekend and I was so excited I'd finally...

Those Innocent Days

"Those days when we discovered ourselves and each other"

It seems surreal to me now, almost as in a dream. Those days of clumsy fumbling, days of exploration, of explosion.I remember the first time she pulled my hand toward her lips and took my middle finger in her mouth....

Forty Minutes

"Wife wanted me to push her limits"

The story I’m about to share was such an incredible experience and it actually happened to me and my wife about four months ago.  We have been married for over twenty years.  She is forty-two and still looks absolutely amazing. ...

Old Man’s Tales Part 4

"Coming down hard..."

Summer ended, and fall came turning into winter, and then spring. Part of my job was to train and qualify seasonal boat operators. We had a fleet of small boats, maybe ten of them, that they would use as part...

Old Mans Tales

"Looking for more"

    I am 60 years old as I write this, and it is all true. The only thing changed is the names. I have been married for 35 years, and for most of that time I have been true to...

“Code Potteroff”

"I had to find Stephanie Potteroff. This story is unbelievably true."

Amy Marie Rogers was the kind of friend one does not soon forget. Neither was Stephanie Potteroff. We used to live at the same apartment complex and while our peripheral relationship only included late night parties at the apartment complex...