Eli breathed softly, one hairy leg sticking from under the sheet as he slept. His dark hair went every direction. He never laid still for more than a few minutes before changing directions and his rumbled hair showed it. His mop couldn't have went more directions if he'd been standing in a tornado. I loved his sexy morning scruff, unlike my baby butt smooth...
Here's my story, it's sad but true. About a guy, that I once knew. He took my love, then... hey, you know the rest. Yes, I was the small-town slut, always up for mischief. The sure-thing. A scrawny kid with acne. No-one's dream date, that's for sure. But I know the rules, and I'm cool with it. Yet I can still taste the sense of shame and betrayal I felt over...
Un... the scent of spring in the air. Deux... the fresh wind coming from the sea. Troix... the birds chanting in calm symphonies. The spring and the wind and the birds did something to the lone stroller who bathed in the sun, the light cascading onto the folk like a waterfall of gold, heating their bodies, turning them red and left them flustered as a powerf...
The next few weeks went by uneventfully; I settled into a nice routine with my new landlords Greg & Nina and continued to work mostly hourly assignments for Kevin. I had begun speaking to my parents more, and Nina even spoke to them once, assuring them that I was welcome to keep renting from them until I graduated from college. All seemed to be coming togeth...
The top sheet's balled up in my clenched hand. Cool wood floor boards below me, I find my legs tucked underneath me. Standing up, my naked form is shadowed on the white wall across the room. Right knee, then left are gently lifted, placed on the king sized bed. My body slowly lowers toward the surface of the disheveled bedding. Laying my head down on the p...
Sarah and I had met Stuart online. He was 42, 10 years older than us. In the sixth months that we had been together, Sarah and I had enjoyed a MMF threesome with a mutual friend twice before, but it been a more conventional affair, both of us giving Sarah all of our attention, careful to avoid crossing swords. Sarah and I were both curious about trying somet...
When Lyle Quigley went to the grocery store that afternoon in June, he was expecting to pick up a few things he wife asked him to pick up and get back to enjoy the peaceful solitude of his house while the wife was at work. At 64 the retired railroad worker was a long way from the reckless man he had been once not long ago, but then he saw someone that broug...
1 He walked along the Embankment watching the boats pass on the Themes. He loved London and especially in the autumn, when Westminster Bridge wasn't crawling with tourist, having to swerve to avoid bumping into them, how rude they were not to move as you would walk in a straight line. The usual talents still worked. A mime artist would walk and act when a...
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"Make sure you call us every morning and night." "I'll try Mom, but the reception up that way is spotty," I told her. "If you don't hear from me it doesn't mean anything. I'll be fine." "I don't see why you can't go with someone," she said for the hundredth time. "Have you asked your friend Kenny?" Kenny was the reason I had decided to go on this camping...