It was a wall-thumping house party in a big boathouse in the middle of the bayou. Strobe and backlights were everywhere, and pipes of hash and burning bud were passed around everywhere. And Christine had found some kick-ass tabs of MDMA. She danced off the initial burst of energy with a few people, made out with a few guys. And girls. One had her hand on the...
Call me Friday. No I mean call me on Friday. I’ll be ready for anything. Friday’s the only day worth a goddamn. You’ve got Friday night and 2 days ahead of you. The possibilities are limitless. It’s like when you were in school; at the beginning of a semester…well you remember all the good things you were going to accomplish. Go to class regularly, do your r...
It was one of those brutally hot, humid summer days in New England, the kind that are commonly referred to as "dog days" around here. I had just finished my shift at the rehab. It had been a long day full of groups to give, lectures to speak, and endless counseling sessions. Don't get me wrong, I normally love my job, but that day it seemed as though I did...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor, and no, I do not want an editor. Yes, there's too many people keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's in the wrong category, yes this is stupid shit and yes I suck....
Enterprise is a ranching town with two stoplights and three bars. Saturday night, payday, there's traffic backed up all the way through town from Walmart to the highway and fuck you if you want to park a reasonable distance from where you're going. The bartenders at the Red Dog park nose-to-tail in the alley behind the bar and hope for the best. More than on...
It hadn't ever been my intention to be unfaithful to Mark, it just happened that way. I could try and wriggle out of it and say that because the other person was another woman and not a man that I wasn't really being unfaithful. Man or woman though, I still went behind his back and that's what matters. It's not the first time I've been with another woman, I'...
Touch didn't look like she was big enough to manage her big Yamaha YZF-600 as she easily cruised through the tight twisting turns of Texas Park Road 37. She leaned the big bike through the sharp curves and switchbacks of the winding road with little problem. The occasional car was little problem, the meaty tires biting into the asphalt as she torqued her way...
This is the 3rd, and concluding, Chapter to First Time female Encounter. It can read on it's own but it would be great if you could read the previous two first, get to know the character s and background before reading this. -------------------------------------------------- Tammy blindly reached out her hand behind her as she walked down the aisle. Sara...
This story follows on from Samantha Burnett's Late Night Hookup and my sequel Late Night Hookup 2: Angela. You should definitely read the earlier stories before reading this installment. *** ABBY It was her. It really was. Abby's hand shook as she pulled out her phone and opened the F4F app she'd installed after Angela had told her about her encounter wi...
"Now Sweetie, you let me handle this problem, soothed fifty-year-old Mandy Collins as she took a drag on her cigarette. She flipped the half-finished smoke out the open convertible top. Her smokey exhale, drifting in the breeze. "As Brando said in The Godfather, I'll make her an offer she can't refuse!" smiled Mandy tossing her platinum hair. She smirked, g...