The Semen Experiment

*Chapter 1 A Surrogate Match*

When Tia came in from work, her husband, Rik, could tell that she was very excited about something. Even though Tia had been promoted to a Senior Research Associate at The New Life Center a couple of months ago, that wasn”t the reason for her excitement today. She had a surprise gift for him.

Tia brought home the news that Rik had been selected by The Life Center to become a third party surrogate donor.

Tia loved her work and as a matter of fact the experimental work being done at The Life Center was directly responsible for assisting in the birth of their son two years ago. Read the rest of this entry »

Sexplorations Ch. 02

*Sexplorations - Episode 1 - Part 2 - Her Introduction”

She

Men and women certainly are different when it comes to sex. I do enjoy it, but for me it is not the only thing to think about. But there are certainly times when I really get involved with it, usually after some convincing by my partner.

He understands that there is a lot more than the act itself. We have even just touched each other (I like my back rubbed, he really likes a foot massage) and not had sex!

Of course there are times when we don’t stop with a back rub. I can tell he has something more in mind by the way he does it. He gradually changes the focus of his work from my back to my ass. If I feel good and want to do more, I let him proceed. Read the rest of this entry »

The Visit

Andy was scared. She was having trouble breathing and concentrating, neither a good thing, as she hurtled down the road at 80 miles per hour. Her mind drifted back to the beginning, remembering vividly how all this had started.

THE BEGINNING…..

She was lonely. Much of her time was spent alone and the computer had become her friend. Tonight, she had found an esoteric chat room, inhabited by other nurses, people like herself, who enjoyed their work and their patients, who spent off-hours learning new things to improve the care of the people entrusted to them. There was a new guy online tonight. He was funny and smart, quite charming. Andy sat back and just enjoyed him, reading his comments and chuckling to herself. Her regular friends in the room were enjoying him also, many of the women vying for his attention. She was relaxed in her big, black chair, quietly spending her evening with people she had come to feel close to and trust. Suddenly, NURSEMAN turned his attention to her. He began asking about her work, her patients, her thoughts. Even though the others were chatting with him, she felt she was the only person in the room. Then, an IM box appeared and he began chatting with her privately. Read the rest of this entry »

TAM - Three-Way Ch. 01

The Adventures of Maxx (TAM) are true stories that have happened to me. This story took place between my marriages.

My buddy, John, and I were working in Chicago, about an hour drive from home, and we often car pooled. John lived with his girlfriend Chris and we’ve all known each other since High School. John and Chris were very athletic but they really enjoyed to party as well.

Chris was tall, almost 6 foot, with long legs and thin shapely body. Her chest was small at 34A but her nipples would stand out begging to be sucked. John was starting to put on a couple pounds but still had a good physic. He was 6 foot also and he had blonde hair. His arms and legs were much hairier than mine, but since he was blond it wasn’t as obvious. Read the rest of this entry »

Somewhere South of Eden

I am not normal.

I am sure you have heard that a thousand times before and yet I need to make it perfectly clear to you, my dear readers.

I am not normal.

I have had an irregular life since the day I was born late in the afternoon on a cold winter day in Chicago almost, not quite but nearly, in the back seat of a taxi.

Since that day my parents have long since thrown up their arms in disgust and given up on me, their middle child.

It took me a long time to come to the realization that I am not normal. Three years of therapy, four years without sex and five years since my last serious relationship have given me plenty of time to consider the state of my life. Read the rest of this entry »

Should Old Acquaintance?

“I’m not sure why I went through with it, Gyen. Five years later and she still hasn’t grown up!” Dave complained to his closest colleague at the Advertising Agency. “Look at her, out cold on the couch again. She won’t even admit that it happens every time she drinks, or even that she almost always gets drunk when she “does” drink!”

Maureen, his wife, was on the couch, head turned sideways toward the cushions, legs curled up at the knees and tilted in the same direction. She was a stunning woman standing five-foot six with medium length black hair, blue eyes, and a very thin waist making her curves very noticeable. They had had some great years together sharing the things they had in common: movies, dining out, skating, and scenic drives. Looking at them it was hard to believe that they had any problems, but Maureen seemed to have a problem when she drank alcohol. It wasn’t that she needed a drink every night, but she liked to drink at social events and on weekends, especially when friends were around. Whenever she did, she got drunk very quickly. Maybe it was because of her one hundred fifteen pound frame. Whatever the reason, it seemed that she just couldn’t handle alcohol like most people. Read the rest of this entry »

Neighbors

“This story was written for Tiffany, one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, the fantasies described her were fantasies that we shared. My biggest regret is that we never got to act them out in real life; we have to be content to enjoy them in our minds.”

Living in an apartment complex can mean that ones privacy is sometimes compromised. This is not however always a bad thing as I found out.

My wife, Tiffany, and I had recently moved into a very nice 3-bed room apartment on the ground floor of a quiet complex. Our apartment was tucked away in the corner giving us almost total privacy; the exception was a similar apartment to ours with a small garden separating us. Read the rest of this entry »

The Ultimate Weekend

“(I read an erotic story to my wife some time ago. We both enjoyed it very much. We always looked forward to a sequel. Not finding one, we imagined the following sequel to that story.)”

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There was a message on my answering machine when I got home from work.

“Hi Todd. This is Tyler and Lauren calling to see if you were available this coming week-end. We’d like to have you over from Friday to Sunday if you are free. Lauren is anxious to pose with you for some intimate shots if you care to join us. You have our number. Give us a call any evening this week. See you.” Read the rest of this entry »

Meeting Katya

Paris had been great, seeing old friends, hanging out on the rive gauche, re-visiting favourite restaurants and delights of delights going to English language movies. But I was glad to be leaving, the meeting that was the excuse for the trip had gone well, I”d won the contract I was after and had six months work to tide me over the summer, but I missed the South. The smell of the garrigue, the sense of space, the light, most of all the heat. Paris wet, polluted, crowded had worn me down and stressed me up- I needed a long walk along the beach, a swim in the sea and a good dose of heat to clean the pores. The morning rush hour crush of the Metro to the Gare de Lyon, and the tired, impatient crowds of the station brought back all the reasons I had turned my back on city life. Read the rest of this entry »

Season Finale Ch. 01

The phone rang again.

This time Angie picked up the receiver.

“Hi”. Pause. “Oh, that’s too bad. Yes, the other girls have already called. But Bob and Johnno and Mike aren’t going on the trip. So we’ve decided to go ahead with the party anyway. Bit top heavy with boys but what the hell.” She laughed.

Three weeks ago we had decided on an end-of-year basketball team party. Most of our friends play in the local men’s and women’s leagues. And this year the guys had been knocked out in the first round of finals. The girls had made it through to the semis but narrowly lost to a team from the next town. So it seemed like a good time to let our hair down and celebrate - or commiserate. Read the rest of this entry »