“Sarah, I came to give your dress back,” Kim called out through the door. Kim and Sarah had been roommates for a while now. They met each other in their first year in college and became fast friends. Not satisfied with the on-campus housing options, the friends decided to both pitch in and rent a nearby place together. Kim thought she heard a “yeah” coming from the opposite side of the door and interpreted this as permiss...

It was another day at the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls, and having just finished their morning inspection, the twenty or so girls of Mr. Wilson’s eighteen-year-old class slowly let their skirts fall back down into place. Then, with their faces burning bright red from the lingering humiliation, they turned to walk back to their desks. In between the silence of the room and the chatter of their chairs, not a sin...

It was morning at the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls, and dressed in their standard school uniforms consisting of a simple blazer and a knee length skirt, the twenty or so girls of class 2-1 stared straight ahead as they waited for their usual inspection to begin. It was like this every day before class. Standing silently beside their desks, they shifted nervously in place as their homeroom teacher walked on by...

Hi, my name is Kyle. I am a forty-six-year-old man who is in a twenty-one-year marriage. I can’t complain about the woman. She is a great mother and a good wife, except for our sexual relationship. My libido is still very active, and I want sex regularly. Unfortunately, my wife couldn’t care if she had sex or not. She has no desire to be romantic in bed with me, and on the rare occasion we do have sex, it is like she want...

Married life was amazing for Anthony and I. Nothing really changed, except for my last name. We are still intrinsically connected on all levels, it is a match made in kinky heaven. Even our sex life was unchanged, which was different for me. In my last marriage, my sex life went down the drain after we married and then especially after having a baby. But this time, I had no worries or doubts. We craved each other, were ne...

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 already introducing fresh vegetables and from-scratch food to the cafeterias, and was frequently invited to give guest demonstrations in Home Ec. We asked her for advice on an...