I looked up from my book at the sound of whoops and cheers from the basement. Smiling, I picked up my iPhone and checked on the hockey game that my husband and his two buddies were watching. It was over and “our” team had won handily, five goals to two. That was my signal. Putting my book aside, I got up and slipped off my sweatpants and sweatshirt. Underneath, I wore a pink satin bra with some black lace trim. It uplifte...

I so love pornography,it is very good for me;all those cocks and cunts and tits,all those very naughty bits.I so love pornography,it is bloody good for me.Fuck those prudes and brainless dudeswho’d censure me for being rude.They’re afraid of bodies bare?Scared of bums and pubic hair?Dislike pleasure when it’s shared?Semen flying through the air?What’s wrong with pornography:easier than ABC; a DVD in your machine,then take...

Helen was finding it hard to make ends meet, what with college and her day-to-day living expenses. She had had to take a job as a cleaner in a private house. It was a bit “upstairs downstairs,” but what choice did she have? Her employers where only too aware of what a beautiful mansion they owned... the woman was always going on about it; as for her husband, he was hardly ever there. Helen dismissed them in her own mind a...

Helen was bored. She was no longer living with anyone, and having her own apartment, though exciting in its way, was a lonely venture. She had gone to a bar with her strictly platonic friend, Hayley. Her friend was something of a “goody-goody” (how HAD they become buddies?) and wanted to be home for 10pm. So Helen was not expecting a very exciting time. They were sitting in a corner of the joint when five guys came in and...

Six weeks had passed since Helen’s last exciting night. She had seen Sandra again, but only once; that was because she had been out of town attending to a sick relative. Sandra was due back that day, and Helen had sent her a text saying she wanted to see her tonight. Helen really thought she was growing up; she now felt quite sophisticated, even imagining that she had had masses of experience; she was soon to become disab...

I broke up with Trish last September, due to reasons she’d know best. Then it was all booze and me. I was drowned in alcohol for the next month or so, trying to overcome my emotional breakdown. Trish has a friend, Nina. I met her approximately at the same time I had met Trish. She was a blessing in disguise for me. She has been a pillar of support for me. A source of motivation and encouragement, Nina is always ready with...

Ian and I sit in his living room listening to Panic At The Disco. That was one of his favorite bands along with Hollywood Undead, 3OH!3, Boys Like Girls, and a few countless others. So far that's all he listened to I've noticed since moving in his home three weeks ago. I had nowhere else to go since my parents were in Hawaii on vacation and my friends were all in college. Either way, Ian would have been my first choice. W...

...as we made our way up the stairs to the private "red and white" party, my heart started beating faster, not because of the trek up the stairs, but because of the swinger's party we had managed to slip into. The erotic music playing in the background was becoming louder as we got closer to the rooftop overlooking the Mile High City skyline. The lights of the city twinkling in the background provided an amazing backdrop...

This is a real short recap of a cute little situation my husband and I had a few weeks ago. It was during the week and my husband had a vacation week so he was home and doing a lot of fixit up stuff around the house all week. I, on the other hand, have been working some really long hours as it’s been incredibly demanding at work. So occasionally I come home and go back to work in the evening after a few minutes with the f...