Knoxville is a great city to raise a family, with conservative, religious values, and I was fortunate to have lived there all my life. My name is Jason, and my life was typical I suppose, having met Emily, the girl who would become my wife, when we were j...
My name is Grady, and my best friend, Harley, and I were participating in The Battle of Blountville (Tennessee) Civil War reenactment in September 2018, at a time when we were both forty-five years old, when something occurred that changed our personal re...
My name is Cassandra, but everyone calls me Cassi, and my husband, Ken, and I are living in Minneapolis, Minnesota with our son, Jared, aged ten, and daughter, Tracy, almost nine years old. We planned on having our children close together in age, and how...
My high school years in Birmingham were typical, I suppose, and although I played football and had plenty of good friends, there was one boy, Jason, who hated my guts. My name is Ken, and I was the star, starting quarterback on the team for all four years...
Christ, how did I manage to fuck up both hands! Oh yeah, being a stupid seventeen-year-old guy with no fuckin’ sense on a four-wheeler. I’d gotten home yesterday afternoon from the emergency room and was tired and thirsty. Drinking a glass of water just b...
Chapter 1 My life kinda sucks right now. I haven’t had sex in several months and I miss the companionship. It’s not that I couldn’t attract someone initially. That’s not a problem at all. I’m 6’ 4” with dark brown hair, blue eyes, and a strong, square jaw...
Recent events in my life have shown me that it can be very satisfying to return the favors to others, that we enjoyed early in life, when we are able to repay them. My name is Tom, and I live with my wife, Kendra, in the Atlanta suburbs. We’re in our late...
She parts my folds with long slender fingers Sighs escape from me as I feel her lips pressing against my throbbing clit my bladder is bursting aching for release I writhe. I squirm... feeling urine squeeze out of me like a persistent worm "Baby, I need to...
When I woke at six in the morning, Barb was still sleeping so I started a pot of coffee for myself, got dressed and left the room to go outside for two cigarettes. When I quietly returned to our suite, she was sleeping so poured a cup of coffee and turned...
It was about four-thirty in the morning when I felt Linda’s hand caressing my ass as she kissed the back of my neck and my cock reacted to the erotic stimulation. It was a slow and enjoyable way to wake-up on a day that would be full of sexual depravity f...
The next morning, we were both still excited about what took place with Brian the previous day so over a light breakfast Barb couldn't stop talking about how erotic it was to watch me kissing another male. She told me how much she wanted it to happen agai...
Early in our relationship, Barb and I made the admission to each other that we were both sex addicts that didn’t want any kind of intervention to cure ourselves. Our only genuine limit was anything that might get us arrested but occasionally we still took...
During our almost eleven year relationship, neither Barb nor I were very traditional regardless of whether you’re thinking of food choices or our sexual proclivities. One year, as December arrived, we started to discuss where we wanted to go for dinner on...
Barb was absolutely ecstatic after reading the note and I was happy to see her like that due to the fact that she had some self-esteem issues at times. We were thrilled for Barb, so I ordered a large Chicago-style deep-dish pizza to be delivered. While we...
I didn’t sleep well for some reason and I crawled out of bed later than planned. After making a pot of coffee, I checked my e-mail first; there were two from Ewa and one from Barb. The first one from Ewa included photos of the sign she had posted on the f...
