Walking through the ice rink's cold corridors, Jack Adams sighed and rubbed at his temples. Today had been a very, very long day. One customer had claimed to have lost a dollar and fifty cents in the arcade machine. A fat, dorky teenager with several pimples on his face. His voice had a 'I'm better than you' tone to it and Jack hated those kind of kids. Jack...
The girls did well in the tournament on Saturday and managed to win both of their games and leaving them giddy and excited. They had two buses and Roberto rode in the second one so the ride down was uneventful with the girls singing songs and just being high school girls. Maggie and the other coaches, and several parents who followed in their own cars, sat...
Part 1 They had just finished a delicious gourmet dinner at the cities newest (and expensive if you asked Jake) trendy restaurant. Sharon had been unmerciful in her teasing of her new “boyfriend” (more like boy toy). She felt good as she sipped the best wine in the house, and let out a cute giggle as Jake nearly choked on his bread when the sexy blonde slip...
The drive out to Stephanie's house seemed quicker than normal. Maybe it was because of all the thoughts bouncing around in my head. That dream I had about Natalie was so intense and so real. It was a far cry from anything I've ever wanted to do but I don't think I've ever been more turned on. I was easily sobered when my thoughts ran backward to my conversat...
It was not any normal Friday. "Any comments, class? That was certainly a stirring short story by Wilde, wasn't it?" The literature teacher asked. "It certainly stirred my crotch." The Jock said. I giggled at the spontaneous comment. Whatever the Jock said was funny. The Jock in this case was called Jack. Big Jack, his teammates called him. And was he big!...
(Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc are in effect. I hope some of you enjoy this and I am working on another piece with a current working title, "A Yankee in the Bronx." But it will be awhile before I publish. Thanks!) * "I'm a cunt Sir," the words come out of my mouth and echo harshly against the cement block wal...
In part 5 Carol had invited her friend to join her from drinks, ostensibly for Dawn to unburden herself re her husband's failure to stay off the golf course, and to basically spend more time fucking her. Carol knew that Dawn needed to get past the need for some hot sex and after explaining her relationship with Kevin, invited her to sample her slaves tongue...
Author's Note: This is an entry in the Earth Day contest, 2007. All characters involved in any sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. The characters are not real persons, nor are any of the events in this story real. Certainly there are celebrations of Earth Day, but this one is a figment of my imagination. This is fiction. And it is non-eroti...
It was Friday about midnight; we had just arrived home from a boring dinner party thrown by a colleague of Martin, my husband. I stepped out of the shower and flopped naked on the bed feeling quite tired. Martin had other ideas; his head nestled between my legs and he started to lap at my pussy with a slow and deliberate pace, after more than twenty years of...
As Alice lay in bed that night, she could not help herself, her husband was away on one of his weekly overnight trips, but she was feeling the regular need for release. Don't get her wrong, she had a great sex life with her husband of nineteen years, but almost since she'd first lost her virginity, she had found the way to enjoy giving herself pleasure. Noth...