I hate George Washington. And Ben Franklin. And James Madison. All those old white dudes in wigs. I hate them. I don't care what this priest in 1728 said to his church and how it affected the political climate in Virginia. American History is the most boring class, and you'd hate it too if you had Mr. Bartley as your teacher. He's an old fart who speaks in the same tone the whole class period. He might as well be one of t...

Mike had just gotten off the flight, after a very long circling and landing time. He had been belted into the airplane seat for hours. Now he had to push his way through the crowd. At last, the airport men’s room was in sight, and he was making a beeline for it. He regretted accepting that second can of seven-up which the flight attendant had offered to him. A stunningly beautiful young blonde woman, with gently wavy hair...

Maggie's customers included the Christians of Faith (COF) organization in Omaha. She audited their books every three months, a job of three days for which they paid her one thousand dollars plus the cost of a modest hotel room. By the standards of the small town in Kansas where she lived with her husband, an evangelical preacher, that was good money.She was in Omaha working her way through the accounts one afternoon in 20...

My complete failure to reach an orgasm had left me agitated and craving it more.  I sat on the toilet slowly coming to my senses realizing that I was in the bathroom at work with my chest and sex on display covered in the arousing slime.  I couldn’t have thought this through any less.  I had to figure out some way to get myself back to my desk, no I had to figure out how I could even possibly clean myself up.  The slime s...

Back at Ms. E’s place, Marvin Gaye suggests they get it on. The lovers take a break from dinner preparation to dance to his classic love jam and consider his suggestion. Candles provide soft light to the room and flicker with delight as the couple circles by. She wears a tight black top, a string of white pearls, a short black apron, and black heels. Her bootie and legs are naked; her love cove barely covered by the white...

My alarm began buzzing at 6:30 am, the sound piercing the confusing dream of black tendrils of smoke reaching for me at the bottom of the ocean.  I got up and groggily walked across my bedroom to the alarm clock on my dresser shutting it off.  I took a deep breath leaning against my dresser feeling the exhaustion in my body.  Pushing myself off I headed to my bathroom. I turned on the lights as my eyes slowly adjusted to...

My eyes are glued to your phone’s GPS, helping you navigate to our destination for our spontaneous date day. We share an appreciation for history and culture, and our passion for exploring keeps our relationship quirky and exciting. The explosive sex is admittedly another major contributor, but we will get to that later. We drive along a tall barbed-wire fence line until finally I direct you to pull into the small regiona...

We’ve been lying on the carpet, wrapped in each other’s arms, listening to our own heartbeats slow down, as well as that of the other. There doesn’t seem to be a need to talk with Edward. There’s a sense of calmness and ease. Slowly, Edward turns his head and after I feel his lips kiss the top of my head, he invites me for a shower. After our different experiences so far this evening, I’m looking forward to letting my eye...

It had been a year or so since I had moved to New York, and the relationship between my brother Tom and I was pushing the limits. We had been sleeping in the same bed for months, we constantly had sex, and I had even been in a threesome with him and another guy. We would go out and act as if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, holding hands and kissing, and somehow, I felt I was falling in love with him, something I had nev...

Glorious make up sex looms as my  estranged girlfriend motions me into the ladies room stall. The door left ajar for well wishing voyeurs. I lean to kiss.   "No foreplay. Strict word limit," she advised.  Panties ripped, tongues flutter like pissed off murder hornets. Fingers provide standing orgasms and ovations. My pussy was leaking like Motel Six plumbing. Now, officially our second date, lesbian protocal demands we co...

“I’m curious.” Bobbie looked up from the sink. Behind her was Karen Majors, the supervisor for a different department than the one she worked in. “About?” Karen smiled, “You were getting out of your car next to me this morning. I wasn’t looking on purpose, but I saw a shiny purple jewel where I wouldn’t have expected to see one.” Bobbie's face flushed as she tried to demure, but as she was told on several occasions, she s...

I leave the lounge telling you that I’m going to grab a shower and that you should help yourself to anything that you might want out of the kitchen. I go into the bathroom, turn the light on and close the door. I slowly remove my clothes starting with my top, then my trousers and my boxers. My cock isn’t completely soft from our recent adventures in the lounge. The image of you gently rubbing your clit and sliding your fi...

It was a cold wintry day in Chicago, and I had a job interview. As I started out to the interview, it started snowing. I was waiting in the waiting area and was called in to meet my future boss, but the interview didn't pan out that well, so she asked me to wait in the waiting area again. As I was walking there, I saw this black girl with the softest angora sweater. It was beautiful. I looked at her right in the eyes. I g...