I don't know why I am the way I am. I just know what I like. I never felt this way when I was young. It happened on a school field trip during my senior year of high school. In one of my classes we studied fossils, and we went to a place known to have some. It was deep in a forest along a small creek. I found some fossilized plants and a couple of shells. I was walking back to join the group. We had all spread out looking...

I am a butterfly now, but I was once a caterpillar. I grew up in the deep south, and my parents were from the Bible Belt. My dad wanted me to play sports, and I tried everyone, and I sucked at all of them. He always said, "You are not trying hard enough, Pat. You want to be a loser all your life?" As a young man, I was short and awkward. The only thing I was good at was school, and I became very good at martial arts. I cr...

I sit and look out my apartment window at all the steam-powered trains and cars going by. Sometimes, there is so much steam that it fogs my view. Everyone, including me, wants to be the next inventor of something steam powered. This is undoubtedly the way of the future. I see through my window the men walk by dressed to the nines with their tales and top hats. The ladies with their fancy parasols and gowns. All the steam...

The year of our lord eleven hundred and fifty-seven. I was the handmaid of my evil stepsisters. I cooked and cleaned, and for my reward, they beat me. My ass would be so red after they were done. If they only knew I liked it. I wore rags and slept in the barn. They went to the King Richard balls and parties while I stayed home and cleaned. ............................. The night of the ball, I was awoken by a large bang a...

This is the third part of this series. Much of this story is true, as told to me by a long-time friend I believe in and trust. Part three begins with the last sentence from part two. ................... He returned, sipped coffee, and said, "Hold on to your apron. What I am about to tell you may scare the shit out of you." I said, "Okay, tell me. What is the big deal?" Harold said, "That flush you heard, I have heard many...

Part 2 This is part 2 of 4 of this novel. Much of this story is true, as told to me by a long-time friend I believe in and trust. This second part takes off where part one left off. I went home that night after getting off work and tried to recreate what had happened to me in my mind. I could not understand why JR was so mad at me for uncovering the silhouette of that woman's face. What Harold, the head chef, told me abou...

I still sit here wondering how my marriage got this way. Sage has started working full-time after six months of fun and games with us. She works late at night, so we don't have the freedom we once had. I love Stacy, and Sage is a wonderful lady, but I want our old life back. I know if I told all my friends how I had sex with both and I wanted just my wife now, they would think I was crazy. Maybe I am, but that is the way...

I sit in my office, wondering how my marriage got this way. Four years ago, I married Stacy, a beautiful woman I love dearly. She has a twin sister, Sage. They were not identical twins but so close that it would be hard to tell them apart unless you knew them. Sage and she had a lot of fun as young girls and later on as teens fooling people, including friends, boyfriends, teachers, and even their parents once in a while....

Oh dear, where to begin with my fascination with uniforms? When I was just a young girl, I loved playing with my dad's police uniform. That is where this all started. I would put his hat and coat on, and his coat would drag on the floor as I walked. My parents thought it was so cute that they would take pictures of me being a lady policewoman. I loved it because of the feel of the cloth and the way it made me look. My mom...

Another day in paradise. I work the late shift as a hostess at a fine restaurant in San Diego. Sometimes, late at night, we get the drunks who have been partying in Mexico. They think because I am a Hispanic woman, I am cheap and easy and want to party with them. It felt so good to be home after a day like that. My apartment may be small, but it suits me perfectly. As I drifted off, I wondered, Will I ever find a decent g...

I can't wait till my divorce is final. My wife, the drunk cheating slut will be out of my life for good. I don't know what happened to us. It seemed like we were a match made in heaven twenty years ago. The last straw was when I caught her with two now-former friends. The bitch even had someone record it. I found the recording on Porn Hub. She had it in her browsing history, and I thought nothing of it as we both watched...

I just got done with another doctor. No help. I am a nymphomaniac. I can't help myself. I love sex and all that goes with it. I went home to think about how I got this way. I remember the first time I had sex. I was seventeen, and my boyfriend wanted sex. The sex was okay at best. The second time, it opened up the river of my cravings. I wanted and needed sex to live. I wore him out. I wanted to be fucked or eaten at leas...