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On a recent trip to the Caribbean I experienced a mind-blowing incident which I will remember the rest of my life. On our first night, after a nice meal at the resort, my husband had to prepare for a presentation he was giving the next day. I decided to go to the bar for a drink and see what the resort’s night life was like. The area was crowded and the dance floor was packed. After finishing my favourite martini I made my way to the floor and began to dance by myself. I often dance alone and enjoy the music and the fact of not having to cater to…

The summer heat hit us like a wall as we emerged from the cool of the forest. I spread my arms and said, “Behold.” Melissa looked around at the camping area and out at the little lake. “This is so beautiful!” “And all just for you,” I said. She shucked off her backpack, nearly toppling from the weight, then plopped it on the ground. “Oh, it feels good to get that off,” she groaned as she wiped sweat from her face and neck. I set my pack beside hers. “Yeah. Modern packs are comfortable, but it’s still a lot to carry.” “Good thing you were carrying most of it,” she…

Chapter 1 I’m glad I found the right guy. Lee, I think it was on our third date, told me that he wanted a girl with some experience, not someone who had never had sex or hardly ever. He wanted someone comfortable with their body and how to use it for pleasure. Well, I was twenty when we met and he got the right girl. Now, before you think I’m some kind of slutty whore, I’m not. It happens that the first time I had sex, unlike a lot of girl’s first times, mine was wonderful. Even better than wonderful. I was four years younger but he knew what he…

“She’s an orgasm addict/ She’s always at it.” — misheard song lyrics by the Buzzcocks Mariam was going to cum. Dante could tell this, even from the privacy of his own bedroom, since the walls were patch-board thin and the young woman had the unfortunate habit of talking to herself when alone. “I’m so dirty. I’m so very– very– dirty.” Her voice was the sort certain women spend a life trying to cultivate: a twee, high-pitched, baby doll vox. Except Mariam wasn’t putting on an act, that was just how she sounded. Dante would listen for a while each night and then roll over and bury his head under a…

Author’s note: If you enjoy this chapter, I recommend heading to my profile and reading from the beginning. If you’ve been along for the journey from chapter one, I thank you for continuing to read. Please feel free to message me if you have any questions, as I’m personally responding to each e-mail I receive. Things are escalating, and I hope that you will continue to enjoy what I’ve worked on. Because I don’t want to lose people who have made it this far, I want to again assure you that there will be a shift in power. Thank you sincerely for sticking with me. *** By three in the…

When last we left our heroes: Quite casually Alex stepped from the shower and grabbed a towel, leaving him on his knees under the spray. She was towel drying her hair as she walked out of the bathroom without so much as a glance in his direction. Jason, on the other hand, did exactly what any guy would do: he quickly started turning knobs to shut of the shower, nearly broke his neck jumping out of the tub and, foregoing the towel altogether, ran down the hall after Alex. He found her in the bedroom, still toweling her hair dry. Her back was to him as she stood in front…

A few months ago I was fortunate enough to come into a little money. Actually, it was quite a sum. My divorce had been settled, all payments to my ex-wife were finalised and my lawyer informed me that there was little she could do to get her hands on any of the new cash. It was all mine! Many ideas went through my head and, to be quite honest, it was nearly as much fun planning what I was going to do with the loot as it was actually spending it. Perhaps a nice flashy sports car or a luxury vacation? It took me nearly four weeks before I had…

I have always been a late bloomer, sexually and in all other aspects of life it seems. Born premature with pneumonia and a few other complications, I lived in an incubator for several months after birth. I was the runt of the litter. I was a year behind every popular fad, trend, style, or anything else the other kids my age were involved in during school years. I was even the last guy my age to reach puberty which made showering after gym class traumatic in many ways. In addition, I was physically and mentally abused for many years by alcoholic parents and historically, mental illness conditions have plagued almost…

She took her time getting ready. A long, hot shower, giving herself time to think about the evening to come. Choosing her outfit carefully, enjoying the feel of the silk stockings as she rolled them gently up her legs. She thought about him. They’d finally giving up fighting their connection after the incident at the office, after she’d been nearly assaulted or worse, and he’d saved her. Maybe it was the thought that life was too short. Maybe it was the heightened emotions of that moment that thrust them past denials and into bed that night. But really, it was just a matter of time. They both realized that by…

Chapter 3 Making Mother Aware When a man knows a woman is attracted to him, it makes him proud. When a woman knows a man wants her, it makes her proud. When you have to keep it secret, when you worry about people seeing the sex haze in your eyes, it makes you wary. When you are wary, you walk quietly and tend to find yourself sneaking around, even when you are getting a soda or a snack from the kitchen, just to stay in practice. This brought me a moment of inspiration and good fortune. My mother was sitting in the living room, around the corner from the kitchen…