My earliest sexual thought came at a very young age. These thoughts only grew more frequent as I started to become a teenager. The culmination of thought and desire came to a head on a hot summer night, when I turned 18. It was mere weeks before I would be forced back to a life of unrelenting chores and schoolwork. It was the last hurrah for a group of country kids from the middle of nowhere. The moon was full, and the st...

It was my senior year in high school, and I turned eighteen the summer before. I worked hard and took extra classes, which gave me enough credits to graduate a year early. But due to some stupid district bylaws, I had to take two classes to graduate, and they had to be taken in my senior year. My days were filled with electives until my final mandatory class. I bitched and moaned about my situation in pure teenage fashion...

Years flew by after I left the one-horse town I grew up in. I was living in a large city, which over the years had its ups and downs. I dated many women, but nothing ever seemed to stick much longer than a few months. That was until one summer evening when my friends dragged me to a bar. I am normally very introverted, and I enjoyed the quiet and solitude of being alone. It allowed me to focus on my career. My friends wer...

Over the next few months, Gina and I were pretty much inseparable except when we were working. Every night, we basked in each other’s sexual desires and needs. Gina didn’t mind that I was introverted and preferred to stay home. It just meant more quality time for her. One day before Gina had to go to work, it was your typical southern summer, hot and humid. It was 94 degrees, but with the humidity, it pushed the heat inde...

The months turned into years with Gina by my side. She indulged all my sexual needs and wants, and opened me up to many more during our time together. However, our time was cut short after just five years. Gina went out to work one night and never made it home. She was involved in a fatal hit-and-run accident. I was devastated for years. I moved out of our rental and bought a house in a new town. I needed a fresh start fa...

Years of playing with Rosa off and on were fun and exciting times. Years later I had just turned 30 years old, was married, and decided I needed a change of pace in life. I decided to go back to school for yet another degree. I studied hard, but I needed real-life experience for this new occupation. It is here that my tale begins. It was the first day I would step into a classroom to teach a bunch of fifth-grade students....

My attempt at a new career as a teacher was cut short. I spent a year as a substitute when I realized that I enjoyed the adulterous affairs with teachers and single mothers. My heart, however, was just not into teaching. It did ignite my dormant lust, desire, and need. This inevitably led to the downfall of my marriage six months after I stopped teaching. My now ex-wife called me a freak, degenerate, and sexaholic because...