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Here is a recent correspondence I had with a young lady who had read my stories and wanted to humiliate herself by telling me some of the most shameful and embarrassing things about her own private parts: Hey!! I’m a young Indian girl and I would like to share my dirty details with you. You turn me on. I love your stories and loved the idea of being one of …

So, yeah, two days ago, me and my mom had sex. To be honest, I’m still processing it. It kinda happened out of nowhere. It was just one of those sticky summer days, all things normal, then… Bam! It happened. Sex happened. Now, it wasn’t just sex. It wasn’t making love or any of that bullshit. No soft music, no roses or candles. None of that stuff. No, me and …

You don’t really know how much stuff you have collected in your life until you move. With our last son going to college, we did two moves in one. We were moving to a condo only a few miles away, while we were driving Cory sixteen hours to college. Because we had to put all our items in storage, we didn’t get title for three more weeks, we were going …

Danny looked at himself in the mirror on his wardrobe door as he danced to the music and shook his shaggy shoulder length, blonde hair. He loved his time alone in the house, when he could crank his music up and dance without feeling self-conscious. The track ended and he was suddenly aware of a noise by his bedroom door. He turned to see his father, Phil, stood there staring …

This last week of school had been particularly grueling, but at least finals were over and I could now look forward to a break before looking forward to working as an RN. I had decided to take a week long break before looking for a more permanent job as my internship had expired and there were no open positions for me. I’m not a particularly masculine specimen. Slender and on …

While the cat’s away the mice will play; or so goes the old saying. Sometimes the way the mice play might not be so nice, and, in fact, might even be considered downright naughty. The mother, aka the cat, left early on a Friday morning, leaving her eighteen year old daughter, and her husband, aka the mice, to their own devices. She was visiting a sick relative out of state …

It’s a rough draft. I need to edit out passive voice, tense shift, edit point of view, etc., so ignore that. This is a fiction story I wrote for a couple, so if public fucking is implausible, well, that was their fantasy, so go with it. * “No. Don’t stop,” said my beautiful wife, breathing heavily. “We’re already late,” I said. Lisa wrapped her long, bare legs around my back …

As I walked into the executive offices and looked around at the managing director’s staff. Immediately I noticed one of the staffers as she was talking to one of the men from her group… it was her smile that I noticed at first. It lit up the room. She was a well-toned very pretty brunette who looked to be in her early 30’s… I was to find out later that …