I thrust harder, the tight slickness gripping and squeezing me. I could see her green eyes and soft blonde hair as I plunged back and forth, the squishing around my cock filling my ears. With a final lunge, my loins...
love story
A Bridge to the Past
"What if we had crossed another bridge"
I didn't fall in love with you, I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only...
Gazing out the window, you’ll see her car pull up. Your heart will be in your throat. Blood will be pulsing noticeably through every vein, artery and capillary in your body. A wave of heat will wash over you. Deep...
L is for Labor Day
"“How am I supposed to concentrate on furniture with my girlfriend vibrating her gushing pussy?""
“The apple was hard. The orange got wetter.”“Can we compare them, though?”Sitting cross-legged on the rumpled bed in a black Pong t-shirt and white cotton panties, I released my focus from the two fruits on Jacob’s dresser. They were each...
I Is For Independence Day
"“I still see you as that unattainable goddess who hangs out with my friend's big sister.”"
“Fifty/fifty? Sixty/forty?”“Ninety/ten.”“Does that mean you're attracted to one out of every ten guys you see?” I asked Jacob as I waited patiently on my couch.“Ninety percent of the time, I'm attracted to women,” he yelled from inside my bedroom. “The...
E Is For Easter
"“I don't wear a pointy hat or own a black cat or cast spells in a cauldron.”"
“You gotta catch them all.”“How many is enough?”“Whatever fits in your basket.”As the three of us milled about in the freshly-mowed grass, I surveyed the park filled with hundreds of rambunctious children, and a few determined adults, searching high and...
S is for St Patrick’s Day
"“Is satisfaction all that you are searching for?” “Sometimes I like surprises.”"
“Dinner was… unexpected.”“You didn't like the stew.”“I really liked the stew,” I told him honestly, as we stood in the open doorway of my apartment. We lowered our voices so we wouldn't disturb the neighbors. “I’m glad you brought it....
Ted rushed back to the house in a frenzy, walking a little oddly from the cock throbbing in his pants, ready to explode from the rubbing of the fabric. He pushed away the recurring images engraved on his mind of...
For My Love
"For Josie"
She lay on top of me, our breasts mashing together, her tongue drawing circles on my neck. I felt her gently probing my cunt, slippery with my wetness. I hugged her to me, not wanting to ever let her go....
Memoirs of a Man Slut: First Love
"My First Love"
Be me, Thomas Murphy, a seventeen-year-old high school senior living in the California Bay Area.It was the first day of my senior year of wrestling, and Coach Barton had me getting all the novices organized. According to Coach, as one...