Cindy and I have been friends since the eighth grade. I first saw her sitting alone during lunch, and it looked like she was crying. I approached and immediately felt drawn to her. I didn't even ask and just sat down next to her. She was sobbing, so I put...
My name is Marty. This story takes place in the wild and crazy mid-1970s. I had just turned eighteen and was a senior in high school. I worked in the evenings and most weekends. I received a baseball scholarship to UGA, but I was earning money for books a...
I swim regularly. Different pools have different characteristics in many ways. The main Olympic pool in my area is the most diverse of all, though, until recently, I never noticed. I got there, changed, did my set, showered and then went home—purposeful i...
I hate nostalgia. I consider it a powerful drug. When you believe the good old days were the best time of your life, you’re not living in the moment, and you might truly be missing out on the best time of your life. My personal belief is that every day sh...
In my role as an engineer with a strong interest in drone technologies, I sometimes get to go to interesting places. A recent one was the Royal Lebombo National Park in Eswatini (used to be called Swaziland), a small country embedded in South Africa and b...
"Ten minutes and the bus leaves!" I heard Mr. Peeters yell. Audrey snapped out of it and said, "Louise, get dressed. I'll be waiting for you at the bus." Without thinking Audrey opened the door and walked out. She must've been really shocked about what ha...
The house was practically shaking, so loud was the music at Lily’s eighteenth birthday party. Her parents had told her that the volume had to come down at eleven, and if the police were called, she would be in big trouble, so she was watching the time car...
I had gotten to the point while working at the gym, where I knew 98% of the people coming through my door everyday. I got along well with just about everybody (even the ones who couldn't handle my following of the rules). Some people were a quick high and...
In the year of 2017, Sebastian M arrived at the University of Girona to begin his study of politics and philosophy. He was tall and well built at eighteen, with a blonde crew cut. He was elated to finally escape the family home and find his freedom. His r...
A Dream Comes True, the initial story about my incest fantasy, centered around the loss of my virginity to my Aunt Stella during the summer prior to my senior year in high school. That pool-side episode was just the first chapter in the adventure, one whi...
I think what I loved most about Ethan’s cock, even more than its wide, flared head and its taste, was how he always came suddenly. It was always a complete surprise. No perceptible buildup, no crescendo of ecstasy, just moans and gasps and suddenly, “Oh s...
Fresh out of Business School, I was recruited to work for a company that required a lot of travel. Having basically ruined my life and relationships with the idea of a corporate master of "getting ahead," I was completely adrift I hadn't settled anywhere,...
I don’t think “Food porn” was a thing in 1969, but California’s food culture was awakening just as Ella, Alice, and I were. Ella’s Momma was a legendary home cook who also loomed large at home and in the kitchen at Berkeley’s schools, where she was alread...
My sexual autobiography did not begin at the beginning, but this story answers the question, “where did you lose your virginity?” which I saw on the forums. I hope you enjoy it. What were you doing on Friday, September the first 2000? Cast your mind back....
The glow of the full moon illuminated June’s soft skin as she lay naked on the bed before Theo. He was in awe of the perfect specimen in front of him. She was sighing heavily, recovering from the orgasm he had just given her with his mouth. June blushed,...
