Long Weekend Day 01

“The weekend pretense is true. My college does give us a four day weekend after midterms, and fantasizing brought me to a lovely conclusion of what I wish I had been doing. This story is planned in several parts… one per day. This, part one, will be short, as I’m not starting until dinnertime Friday. Coming soon will be Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, with a possible short ending of Wednesday morning as my main character attempts to start classes without letting the entire school know what she did with her weekend. Feedback, please! ~A” Read the rest of this entry »

Look Ma, No Hands!

It hadn’t been the worse day I’d ever had at the hospital but it was close. And now, like a last minute reprieve from the governor, the fresh clean air of the forest was overwhelming my senses.

Maybe I should explain. I’m a pediatric nurse, big hospital, well, okay, a medium sized hospital in the Pacific Northwest. Single, in my late thirties and when everything goes to hell in a handbag I go camping.

Or, at least in this case on a Friday afternoon, walking in the forest since I had left all my camping gear at home. Read the rest of this entry »

Lonely Ads

It’s been years that I have been intimate with another woman since my wife passed on. It was pretty hard on me that she had gotten ill and left me alone, especially since I now had to work harder to keep our family together. For five years, it was ruff and thankfully the rewards of a higher pay and less work hours entitled me to a rest. My oldest kid, my son, had moved out last year, and my daughter was mostly spending all her time with her fiancé, so I was now alone again. For the last five years, I had spent many a night pleasuring myself in various ways and now that I was able to commit and have free time, I felt I needed to get back into the dating scene. The problem I had though was that every avenue I tried seemed to not work. After all, who would want to go out with a forty-eight year old geezer like me? All the ladies ranged from 27 to 15. Yep, 15!! Hard to believe the bars would allow them in. Even I could tell they were under aged. Read the rest of this entry »

Why I’m Such A Bad Girl Ch. 02

Now if you recall, I am average at best. Cute, sweet, always nice, but average. Let me take the time now to tell you about Sam.

He was anything but average. At least 6 feet tall, lean and muscular, to me he was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. His hair was nearly black, and reached the middle of his back. I loved his hair, it was the 80s after all, and long hair was in. He was the drummer in their little band, and was nicely muscled due to the workout that drumming gave him.

And those eyes. To this day I can honestly say that his are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. Deep green, with lighter flecks that caught the light and reflected his playful nature. I could have spent a lifetime staring into those eyes. But we had better things to do that night than sit around staring at each other, so I’ll get on with the story. Read the rest of this entry »

What Was The Score Of The Game?

I am constantly traveling. The work I do keeps me on the road all the time. Here I was in San Antonio. I was staying at the Omni Hotel, sitting on the corner stool at the lobby bar, having a beer and watching the basketball game. It was a quiet weeknight and there were maybe 15 people in small groups around the bar or scattered amongst the little bar tables. I am talking with the bartender about the Celtics (my home team), when this couple sits down at the corner bar stool next to me. They quickly join in the conversation. Read the rest of this entry »

The Hunger Ch. 01

‘Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I’m doing this,’ I thought as another flash of excitement flashed through my body. I had never been so excited… and so nervous in my entire life.

I was driving to meet a couple for a weekend of pure unadulterated sex. It was to be a weekend of sexual exploration, mainly for me. Let me back up and explain how I had gotten to this point.

First, let me tell you a little about myself. I’m Kim, a 32 year old successful “career woman,” meaning I am single. Its not that I don’t have a social life but I had just never found Mr. Right that lit the fire within me. I’m a petite 4′11″, 98 lbs., 32B-22-32, size 0. I have long, straight dark hair that reaches the middle of my back and large, brown, expressive eyes. I’ve never thought of myself as beautiful but I admit that I don’t have any problem attracting the attention of men, or a few women for that matter. My body is extremely fit from my habit of almost daily aerobics and swimming workouts. Read the rest of this entry »

The Pajama Party

It started out weird.

Sitting in the bedroom, listening to girls giggling downstairs, that’s weird. But there I was, sitting in my bedroom, reading a ridiculously boring book and trying to think about something – anything other than the party that was going on downstairs.

Sarah, my wife of eight years, was entertaining the girls. It’s something she doesn’t do that often without me; but on this occasion she was throwing a pajama party, and my presence was neither requested nor desired. All told, there were four girls at the party. My wife and three girlfriends. And they were drinking wine and watching movies and playing cards and girl-talking the night away, barely fifteen feet below me. In pajamas and nightgowns, no less! All silky and cottony and smooth. Read the rest of this entry »

The Perfect Game Ch. 02

*Chapter 2 – Playtesting*

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“Part II of the Perfect Game

Wherein we give the game a second try.”

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If you’ve read the first part of this story, you know how I went about inventing my “Perfect Party Game”, and the initial overwhelming success we experienced with it.

Plans were going ahead to try it in a group of 7, instead of the original 5, and all the original participants were eager to see if we could corrupt two more friends.

We knew Frank and Delara casually. He was a bit older, in his mid 30’s and she was foreign, though I’m not sure from where, maybe Greece or Turkey. Read the rest of this entry »

Real Time

Diane checked her reflection in the mirror. In less than an hour, she was meeting David for the first time. They had been cybering for three weeks now and decided nothing would satisfy them more than reality. She stood at the mirror, black lace bra, garter belt with black stockings and felt proud. Once David had his hand between her legs he would be so pleased. She slipped into a short flared black skirt and a red button down blouse, just sheer enough so that her hardening nipples poking through the lace of her sexy bra were visible through the blouse. She was ready. Read the rest of this entry »

Porn Shoot Ch. 2

I must of dozed off for when I came to I saw Anita lying on the other section of the L-shaped couch idly sliding two fingers of one hand in and out of her pink cunt while massaging her fabulous tits with the other. The dark-haired model, Veronica, was down on her knees between my legs rolling my limp cock around in her mouth. I pulled her hair to one side, watching her red lips wrapped around my dick, as she swished it around her mouth with her soft tongue.

“Ummm, that’s good Veronica’ I sighed. ‘Just keep sucking me and getting me hard. I really want to fuck you next.’ Read the rest of this entry »