I lived in a really old neighborhood in a house built during the Civil War to hide slaves on their way north along the Underground Railroad. So there was a tunnel with an entrance in my downstairs bedroom that went to the house next door for slaves to escape thru. There was a little room

This is the first in a series of first-person stories of a shy, small town boy discovering his bisexual side later in life. Not all experiences are “sexy” as unexpected emotions and reactions are uncovered during the events that unfold.–The video store – my first experienceAs a child of the 60s I was raised in

Chapter 12It was all Marcia could do to keep her hands off Connor that evening. He didn’t bring work home very often but he had some paperwork he needed to attend to before the deadline for expense claims, which was imminent. Marcia wouldn’t let him settle, though, playing with his hair and whispering in his

I was sitting in a bar, watching a well-dressed woman across the room. She was drinking a martini and kept looking over at me. The bartender gave me a wink and a smile when he saw me watching the woman. I returned the gesture, but my attention was on her, not him. Her hair was

This is Jake’s side of the story of two best friend’s who fell in love, got married, and well…you can guess what happened next…*I guess when I think back, I realize that I was always in love with her. Tiffany was my best friend and sometimes when I was stroking my hard-on thinking about her…it

Justin and I met while still in high school. We became immediate friends from the very beginning through a mutual friend, Josh. Josh was very strange and not many people liked him, or could even stand him, for that matter. Although there was one thing I could give great thanks to him for, and that

You could blame it on the situation. The temple queue was such a crush that it was inevitable that the people in the queue were pressed together in all sorts of awkward ways.But when Srikant, an 18-year old from her neighborhood first brushed against Shobha aunty (mami) in that crowd he was guilty of allowing

Chapter 01: Teaching More Than English[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies, and as such, may not be wholly realistic. Other than certain historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.]*****It’s

Jill’s arms strained under the weight of the wavering stack of books she held as she made her way down the narrow hallway. With each careful step, she struggled to prevent her grip from giving way while maintaining the precarious balance of the teetering pile. As she reached the closed door of her dormitory room

Sally’s brain activated before her body. A switch came on inside her head, a rusty and disused one, like forcing an old circuit breaker back up. Must open eyes, she thought, but can’t, they’re too heavy. She felt her face pressed into the surface as if it had been in that one spot for years.

Men have traditionally been the ones to introduce virgin women to the world of sex. Some men are pigs who do little more than rape a woman and expect her to enjoy it. Most are sensitive and at least try to be kind and give the woman some pleasure. Some rare individuals take the time

My day off and I have woken up horny as hell with a raging hard on, there is noting unusual about that I love to have morning sex or if I wake alone then a morning masturbation session. I started to stroke my cock , I like a soft grip and slow stroking motion love

First time of having sex can be scary and a wonderful experience. I never had a girlfriend until my Senior year in High School. My main sport was wrestling. I was a State Champion at 119 lbs my senior year. I was also 5’9″ tall. So when you think about it, not many girls wanted

My sexual life began during the summer of my 18th year, and occurred with one of my grandmother’s neighbors, but we will get to that in a bit. Due to my parents somewhat messy divorce, I spent a lot of time at my grandmothers house along the Gulf of Mexico in Florida. Back in those