I couldn’t believe my eyes at first. I was standing by the front desk of this swank condominium when I saw a five-foot nine-inch casually dressed black woman get off the elevator. “Aretha, is that you?” “White Girl? Oh my god, what are you doing here?” she called back and came running towards me. We
Before you EVEN close this, I have one thing to say. This is not about smoking pot. This is about something a tad more personal. No matter how much I try, I can only last seven minutes. So why the title? Do the math: seven minutes, each with sixty seconds. 420. At first I thought
When I was a teenager I read a lot about sex. I was very curious about boys and wanted to know everything about them; the way they thought, about their bodies and what got them turned on. One thing I have learned growing up is that books don’t really tell you all that much about
Our house sat on a quiet street in a small town about 20 miles north of Birmingham, at that time our nearest neighbor was about a ten-minute walk away. Of course now the area is filled with subdivisions and yuppies, but at that time it was a peaceful quiet place to grow up. We had
For a few years after my wife had got gangbanged on a Greek ferry we took our holidays at home, in order to avoid Susan getting out of hand whilst under the influence of cheap booze. Eventually we decided to go to Lanzerote in the Canary Islands. On our first three days there, the weather
Ronnie was a freak. At 18, he was still a virgin. That was about to change, but he didn’t know. Ronnie was a pervert. Since he was 14, Ronnie had made it a nightly habit to peer into the windows of unsuspecting neighbors, watching the women or their daughters undress, take baths and even have
“Hey Jenny, you made it!” Cara exclaimed as I walked through the patio gate towards the gathering of other women near the pool. Even though I had known Cara for years, I was still pretty nervous showing up as the only straight girl attending a hot summer day pool party with a group of her
Hi, my name is Karl Radvanyi. This story is about a time in my life that I’ll never forget. It is a true story, not the whole story, but as much of it as I’m willing to tell the world. It took place just about a month before my 16th birthday, when my parents sat
I believe in variety, lost of variety. That’s why I frequent whores, and places where whores hang out. I guess you could call me a coinsure of prostitutes. I’ve probably been with more than 100 different women who sell their bodies to both men and women. Anyway, I ran across a real sweet amateur last
Ann awoke. Her throat was parched. It actually hurt. Too much seawater. She could hear the waves breaking nearby. How had she survived? She remembered the fishing vessel and how it suddenly capsized in rough seas. There wasn’t time to signal the Coast Guard. The ship sank quickly. Oh. Jack. Surely he made it. She
As an adult, for the first few years, I (Jim) lived by myself and developed the habit of not wearing clothing in the house, nor outside if I could do it without causing an uproar by the neighbors. I had a privacy fence around the back yard, and only those in the apartment buildings across
My name is Martha and I’m 33 I live alone and because I’m not in a serious relationship I have thrown myself into my career and work out every day at the gym on my way to work. On a girly night out an old friend confided in me that she had visited a specialist
My name is Peter Morris and this is my story. I really don’t quite know where I should begin. You see I’ve kept a kind of journal over the last few months in which I jotted down notes on things that’ve happen to me. I did so in an attempt to try to make sense
I looked out on to the balcony where Maddy was laying sunbathing, her top off. On closer inspection I could that she was wriggling in her lounge chair. Her hand was squeezing and pulling her left nipple as her other hand dipped down past the brick work. I’m guessing it was going to work on
My wife and I have been married for twenty two years. We both got married when we were 17. We have a daughter 21. My wife started having an affair with, and left me for a black stud named Vick. We had been separated for over a year. Nothing I did could get her back