“How’d it go?” Dylan asked, taking off his helmet. I’d just gotten home, myself, but I’d balled up the doctor coat in my backpack as soon as work was done because why ride home on a motorcycle wearing a costume? “It went great,” I acknowledged. “I would’ve been the only teacher there not dressed for Halloween if it weren’t for you, and they already think I’m a stick in the mud.” “No they don’t,” he assured me, but I knew...

“What’s with the doctor stuff?” I asked, and Dylan grinned at me. He was holding a white lab coat and had a stethoscope around his neck. He was also wearing one of those headlamps with the reflector, which was nothing a real doctor would wear, but like what you see in Marx Brothers or The Three Stooges movies. “It’s for you, love,” he replied, bending his head to one side and then to the other to insert the earpieces of t...

Like my other stories, this one is also based upon true events. In this particular story, it is about as true as I can recall it. Now for those of you who are unfamiliar with my stories, this one contains all sorts of sexual pairings, variations, fetishes and general good fun. If you are uncomfortable with bisexuality, select another author. Also, while condoms are not mentioned in this story, you can be assured that they...

It was just another normal day in the cheese aisle when I first noticed her. Customers came and went as normal buying all manner of chilled foods. The queue at the deli ebbed and flowed as people clamoured for cheese, cold meats and fresh pizzas. It was my job to manage the staff and ensure all the shelves were fully stocked. In hindsight I didn't pay too much attention the first time, but after four days of seeing her vi...

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...

1. THE PREVIOUS DAY “Is that really necessary?” asked Ursula, with a confused look. “This is the last, desperate measure to save your relationship. You both have been coming here for counselling for the past two years. Yet, there are no results. Everything’s going down the drain. In fact, I’m not the only person whom you have consulted; who has felt the same.” said Alexandra. There was some frustration in the shrink’s voi...

“I can’t believe you. You are one sick piece of shit Will,” I muttered to my reflection. I squeezed my eyes shut, I couldn’t even look at myself anymore. I pushed away from the bathroom sink and walked the few steps to my bed before flopping face down onto it. I groaned as I breathed in, my bed sheets still fucking smelled like her. I scrambled up before the twitching in my cock had the chance to form into a raging hard o...

Helen was a little older now and had settled into an exciting and fulfilling lifestyle. She was enjoying her relationship with an older woman and she continued to enjoy her “swinging” experiences. She felt that she had done most things, but she still had her fantasies… Helen had been thinking for some time about having a massage. It was something she had never done. She looked in the Yellow Pages; there were several, but...

...When we were finished and both totally satisfied, we knew we were going to need to explain the scratches and bite marks to M.J-Nine and I were sitting on the sofa catching our breath and deciding what the best strategy would be to tell M about the love marks. Then an idea popped in my head, I asked J-Nine, “Have you ever thought about being with another woman?”J-Nine looked at me and said, “You know I have a twin siste...