Let’s face it – we’ve all done it: played the old nostalgia game of recalling idyllic sexual moments with ex-lovers (sometimes re-living them as aids to our solo masturbation). Unless, of course, you’re one of the 0.0001% who wedded your high school sweetheart and has been happily married for the last half-century. If not, read on. Stella The Redhead and I had a whirlwind romance back in the 1980s, both bitter and bruised...

Queena and Natalie appeared at first glance to be total opposites, but they had become closer than sisters within a few days of meeting one another. Queena, a daughter of hard-working Cantonese immigrants to Canada, was wide-eyed, naïve, and very shy when she arrived at the fancy Swiss finishing school. Her conservative parents had shipped her off when they had caught her masturbating to pictures of half-naked rap artists...

Chapter 5 You’ve Got a Friend Gemma had been excellent support for Heather. She had loved Gary once when he was a gentle, loving man. She tried to tell herself, he’d be that way again. That was never going to happen. Jayjay tried his best in his own clumsy was, but it was Gemma who had truly helped her through some of her darkest hours. Heather couldn’t understand how, even though she was free from the nightmare her life...

Jessica beat me to the draw when she fucked Emma and Laura. One close call; I actually tasted Jessica’s pussy honey when I first kissed Emma. We’ve often hunted as a team; a gin together, before cruising the club for fresh meat. Another day another slut, that’s the name of the game. How others see Jessica amuses me. Alley cat morals, no boundaries that bitch won’t cross. Funny how I have a veto right over who she fucks. O...

How do I get myself in these situations? I was surrounded by the four college guys in their hotel room. I had just left Peter’s room after closing his deal through my performance offering myself for an all-night sex marathon with Cliff, Peter and Brandon. I have to admit, I was amazing. I could tell Cliff was pleased and impressed. My work was done. I stepped out of the hotel room and into the hallway. The moment the door...

“Anything? That’s very generous of you Katie,” he added with a tone of sarcasm. “Do you mean it? Without limits?”“Yes,” I answered. Cold chills shivered through my body. What choice did I have? How do I get myself into these situations? I had no one to blame but myself. It all started the night before with my friend Ashley’s three words: “I dare you.” She said them as we were dancing together at our mutual friend Jake’s w...

Thirty-Five.  Friendless.  Virgin.  Un-dated.  Un-fucked.     That was me. I don't know why that was ever the case, but decades of inexplicable shame and natural reticence stopped me from ever sharing my kissable mouth, spankable ass, suckable titties, angry slit, and snarling lust. The first half of that last sentence is me, Katherine: the classic lonely librarian.  The second half is also me, Lola: what I call my steami...

Anne and Jacob were enjoying their honeymoon.  Jacob was enjoying making love to his wife even though she never paid much attention to him.  Anne had met a few single guys that she was spending time with.  Jacob was a bit jealous because Anne would not let him watch.  He loved her so much and he was quite sexual, but he lacked sexual appeal with his finger-like cock.  Anne told him numerous times that she would not let hi...