The Three Great, Sex-Positive Stories

It was my 2nd or 3rd year of college and I had met this girl and thought she was amazing. She was a bit of a party girl, but I was so attracted to her that it didn't matter she wasn't my type in that way. Night after night, she'd get drunk and make out with some guy, which drove me crazy because I wasn't that guy. Then one night, she and I ended up together kissing on the couch. Neither of us were drinking, so that was pretty surprising. I knew she didn't want to have sex, but I really didn't care. My roommate was sleeping in his bed and despite me being a pretty shy person, I went in and told him to get out of the room. He was always cool like that and just took his blanket and slept on the living room floor. I have no idea what got into me, but I told her that I was going to go wash up and to meet me in that bedroom in a few minutes. I went into the bathroom and just looked at myself in the mirror for a bit. I remember that being the moment that I got sick of being who I was with women. I was sick of letting them make every decision, sick of kissing their ass to get just a kiss, sick of playing THEIR game.

I went into the bedroom and there she was. I didn't say a word and went over and kissed her, but this time it was different. On the couch, I'd been worried about how she wanted to be kissed, not to go too far, and I was nervous. But here, it wasn't about that. It was about how I wanted to kiss HER. It was almost like my first kiss in the sense that I was so lost in it. It was the best kiss I'd ever had. Before I knew it, she'd taken her own clothes off and was working on mine. I never looked away from her as I took my shirt off and threw my pants to the floor.

That was my moment with her, I didn't know if I'd ever have another one, and I was going to make the most of it. The sex was probably the best performance of my life. I fucked her until she begged me to stop. She was coming over and over and it almost became like I was proving myself more and more to her with each orgasm she had. I couldn't stop thinking about her and all those other losers she'd chosen over me or how she ignored me sometimes. After that night, guess who she couldn't get enough of.

Now that I'm older, I realize that night was a turning point in my life. At first I thought my jealousy was what drove me to be a wild man that night but now I don't think so. I thought I was proving myself to her. You know. I was the guy she'd passed up and had made a mistake, blah blah blah. But now I realize I was proving me to myself.

Some people have a kid or recover from cancer and their lives are never the same after that. It sounds crazy, but that night was my life changing experience. Before that night I was like every man who gave women all the power and it made me nervous and anxious all the time when I'd get with them. After that night I was totally different. Now I see women as my equal and have a hundred times the confidence I used to.

You know how when you are in a new group or meeting and you have to say something interesting about yourself? I usually tell people some small talk shit, but what I really want to tell them is that sex changed my life.

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I started working as an escort two years ago. It started during my 2nd year of med school and it works perfectly with my life. I have to study a hell of a lot, so it's nice to make my own schedule and get paid handsomely for what basically is going on dates. I meet people from all walks of life and we enjoy each other's company for a few hours. I give them interest, desire, and intimacy, and they appreciate it more than I can write here. It's rare for a night with a client to end with me having sex with them, and I can truly say I enjoy my work.

What really makes me laugh is when I hear someone talk about dancers, prostitutes, escorts and the like with things such as, "Oh, poor girl. I wonder what happened to her. Who would do such a thing? Hopefully she finds help!" Well, nothing happened to me. I wasn't ever abused, I grew up in a great home, and had every opportunity available to me in my life. I speak 4 languages, I can talk about anything from sports to 18th century English Literature, have been all over the world, and I'm attractive enough to have many men and women say, "Wow" when I walk into the room. Therapy is the last thing I need. If anything, this job has been my therapy.

I can't really explain the empowerment I've experienced the last two years. I always felt like I needed a man to feel complete. Not anymore. It's made me realize that I can be alone and be completely happy. My past was full of boyfriends I did everything to please, both in bed and out, but now my life is a healthy balance of my needs blended with my partner's. I finally own my life 100% and look forward to finishing med school and living as the woman I've become.

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I've been married for 12 years now and like a lot of sex lives mine has changed during my marriage. My wife has never been extremely sexual, but I can't complain. I travel a lot for business so I really do value the physical time we spend together.

For about 6 months we hardly had sex and fought about it all the time. I blamed her for not feeling sexual when we finally had the opportunity and she blamed me for being gone so much and expecting her to feel sexual the moment I got back into town. We tried to come to some kind of agreement that I wouldn't put so much pressure on her and she would try to understand my needs as well.

I left for a typical 4 day business trip across the country. We kissed goodbye when I left the house and when I unpacked my bag at my hotel that night, there was a video tape in there with a note that said "ENJOY!" My hotel didn't even have a VCR so I called down to the front desk to see if I could get one brought up. Luckily they had one. I sat down on the edge of my bed and pushed play. My wife was in our bed and wearing just a tiny Tshirt. Not to get into too much detail, but she had made a whole tape of her masturbating and talking dirty to me.

You don't know my wife but you have to understand that she has NEVER done anything like that before. I sat there totally amazed and was almost too shocked to be turned on. Notice that I said almost!

So I immediately called my wife to ask her what got into her! The phone rang and our answering machine came on. She had changed it and it basically said, "Hi, please leave a message. If this is Joe, I'll see you when you get back, sweetheart." I left a message. In fact, I left 5 messages. I knew she was home and not answering the phone on purpose just to torture me!

So for the next few days I had to sit in meetings when I could only think of one thing. I couldn't wait to get home to my wife. I left our meetings every day and rushed over to my hotel to watch that tape over and over. It was so amazing to me, almost like it could win best picture! lol. But do you have any idea what it's like to see something like that and then not be able to do anything about it for days?!?!?!?!? It's torture but it's the kind of torture you like.

When I got home I broke every speed limit our town has. I screeched into the driveway and pushed the door open. My wife was reading on the couch and looked totally casual like nothing happened. She said, "I see that you called. Did you need something?" She thinks she is so funny.

I didn't say much but took her by the hand into our room and we had sex like we hadn't had sex in years. Since then things have been totally different. We laugh and flirt and have sex like we did 10 years ago. Her name is Jennifer but I call her Jenna since she's such a big movie star now.