I cleaned up after dinner and poured a glass of wine, then sat next to the fire I had built. The guys next door were already out drinking by their fire pit, dressed only in gym shorts. "Hey, Tyler, if you want to come over and watch her in action tonight, you're more than welcome," Tom told me. I didn't respond; I just sat there lost and depressed. A while later, Marnie came back, walked into the tent, and returned a few...

When my wife and I were dating, we loved to go camping, a hobby that stopped after we got married. As our first wedding anniversary approached, I suggested that we return to the campground where I had proposed to her. She was excited about it, so I set out making plans. A week before our trip, I broke my foot working at home, and would be unable to hike to the lake or the falls that were a short distance from our campsite...

I never thought Doug and I would be in this situation. My name is Becca. I'm nineteen, and Doug is twenty. We were married three months ago and moved into a new apartment building near his work. We were high school sweethearts and were very devoted to each other. Doug was a high school athlete, tall, wiry, and good-looking. I was a cheerleader, five feet ten inches, thin, with an oversized, firm rack. I turned a lot of he...

II was just eighteen when I met Ralph. He was twenty, a bit overweight, and not athletletic at all. Ralph was a big gamer who liked smoking weed, so we got together. He was very jealous and was deathly afraid of me fucking other guys, and with good reason. In high school, I was pretty much of a slut. Everyone in school knew it, and so did Ralph. I was surprised he went to my high school because I never remembered fucking...

I returned home after my first film, unsure whether I could continue on my current path. I had no way to explain my movies to my family or friends. I was becoming a porn actress, not what I thought I was signing up for, but it's where I was. If I stopped now, I could go home and live a normal life with my family. My family wasn't my only sticking point; fucking and sucking groups of men on film was taking a toll on my sel...

The morning after the pool party, I sulked around my apartment, hating myself for what I did and had to endure. I thought about packing my bag and heading back home. I wanted to talk to someone about it, but I knew I couldn't tell anyone that sordid tale. I cried off and on all morning, feeling sorry for myself. After lunch and a nap, I sat on the couch and opened the movie contracts Mr. French had given me. The first is...

I'd blown it; she'd never talk to me again, and once she told her parents about what happened, I'd be on my way home very quickly. I decided to go to breakfast and confront the situation, so I dressed and headed to the lodge. I sat at my regular table and waited. It was then that I noticed the other guests for the first time: a group of twelve men, all middle-aged. And two groups of four men looked like father and son duo...

I walked into my apartment, furious at Mr. Habel for what I had endured on my first day on the job; everything was about sex. I showered and returned a call from my mom. "Becca, did you meet anyone famous?' she asked excitedly. "Um, no, Mom, not today," I said, holding back my tears. "Oh darn, how did it go?" She continued. "It went well, Mom; I got a contract for three movies, some commercials, and public appearances," I...

My mom came into my room and sat on my bed with a serious look on her face. My stepdad had been sick for a few weeks, and she had spent all of her time either at the hospital or at his doctor's office. "Becca, I have some bad news to share with you," she said somberly. "It's about Don?" I asked nervously. She replied, "Yes, my dear, Don has brain cancer, and I really don't know what's going to happen." She then began to c...

I met Grace on a bright, sunny summer day on a trip to the great north. As I exited the floatplane onto the resort dock, her father, mother, and two brothers greeted me. The family was genuinely excited to welcome their guests, and smiles abounded. As Grace emerged from the group, her six-foot height, slender build, beautiful face, and radiant smile left me in awe. "Hi, I'm Grace. It's so nice to have you here for the wee...

Sunday morning, my roommates and I ate breakfast, and I listened to their stories from the party the night before. The major topic was our goalie, Crystal, and the number of boys she pulled a train for. I knew Jess got lucky with at least two boys, but she wasn't discussing it, and I wouldn't bring it up. Pam received a text from our captain, Krista, that there would be a team meeting in her apartment after lunch. The tea...

I thought about everything I was doing as I lay in bed, trying to sleep. I was happy to be done with Matt and proud of myself for putting him in his place. I was enjoying my new side business at the golf course and decided not to worry about meeting men I or my family might know. I figured if they fucked me, they'd have to keep it a secret, so I'd be covered there. I was confused about my dad and brother. I didn't feel ba...

I left the course with over eight-hundred dollars and a sore pussy. My bank account was really going to start growing now, I thought. I walked through the door of my house, and my dad and brother stood in the kitchen. "Sweetie, it's Mom's bridge night, so we're going to order pizzas," my dad announced. "Okay, cool, I'm going to shower," I told them. My dad and brother were in their bathing suits. "Are we going swimming to...

My school had just let out for the year, and I needed to land a job. I wanted to save money so my boyfriend and I could get an apartment when we went to college. I saw an ad in the paper. The local golf course was looking for a girl to drive the beverage cart for the summer. "Perfect," I thought as I dialed the number. I arranged an interview that afternoon and called my best friend, Amy, to share the news. "Oh my God, Be...

My name is Emily. I’m twenty-two and graduated from nursing school in Ohio before moving to Phoenix. I work at a day surgery center during the week, and on the weekends, I usually go clubbing with a couple of girls I met at work. I’m cute enough—blonde, five-foot-nine, and one hundred and fifteen pounds. Guys considered me cute, and I had a bubbly personality, yet other than wanting to hook up, I couldn’t get a guy to ask...