"I woke up and was getting a blowjob only it wasn't from my wife."
I was sixty-five years old on that particular morning. The night before, some of our inebriated friends had stayed over after we partied until late.The duvet was still in place when I was awakened by the delightful sensation of a...
"This morning started in the best way."
I wake up and see you on the other side of the bed. I reach out, grab your arm, and pull you towards me. You’re awake. I put my hand on your head and push you down to my waist....
"Clumsily turning fantasy into reality leaves a more lasting memory than success would have done"
"I'll pick you up at the bus station,"The words were straightforward, and their meaning was clear, with a loose agenda already agreed upon. The bus journey lasted a few hours, taking him to the largest town near her. During the...
"The joys of youth in the early seventies."
This story continues from my last story about Penny. It is a bit of a travelogue, touching on the Sex, Drugs, and Rock n Roll era of the early seventies. But although this was a summer of sexual excess, I’d...
"A beautiful true love story about a couple's first-time wife-sharing experience."
It started two years ago. We were happily married for eight years. Originally from Dhaka, Bangladesh we were living just outside of London city. My wife Sanjana, a beautiful 32-year-old woman, was a bit introverted and shy about her sexuality,...
"Short true story"
I will briefly summarize a true story from last weekend here.My spouse and I threw a dinner party to express our gratitude to some of our closest friends for their invaluable assistance during our recent move; we could not have...
"My friend’s boyfriend and I hook up while she is asleep in the next room."
A few of weeks after I graduated high school my parents went out of town for a couple of nights. Naturally, I had a couple of my girlfriends over for a slumber party where we planned on hanging out and...
"I talked to my ex about what happened fifteen years ago"
After so many years of having this story in my head, I finally worked up the courage to share it here.That, in a way, set me free.I didn’t realize it, but somehow it haunted me. All this time I had her...
"A young woman’s awakening."
In writing one of my recent stories, ‘The Red Dress’. I pieced together timelines and places from the sixty-odd postcards my mother had kept of my travels around Europe. Also, having been a keen photographer all my life, I am...
"She slowly unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts followed by pulling them down to her ankles."
Mid-Summer, 1995:This was not the typical hot summer night in Ohio. This time, there was an abnormally high temperature with much more oppressive humidity than usual. Additionally, these temperatures were not common this late. It was midnight and it was...