This is a work of fiction and any similarity between events depicted and those recently reported in the press is entirely coincidental. "Harry, do you love me?" Rhoda asked suddenly, completely spoiling my mood. "No," I replied, as I pulled out of her, with my tool sort of shrinking and oozing slime into the condom without me actually cumming. "Why not...
The affair with Sylvia began in the week before Christmas. Sylvia was just forty. I and Janet were both fifty one, and had lived next door since just after Sylvia's husband had passed away two years ago. When we moved in I had noticed how attractive she was, how could any red blooded male not notice her shapely ass, and well proportioned tits. Her red ha...
Movies have made me the voyeur that I am and I am suing. I do not hide the fact that I am a voyeur, a voyeur who loves exhibitionist women. Oh, yeah, I love to watch, especially if you love to show. When I think about women wearing short skirts that shows their long, shapely, shaved legs and the triangular patch of white or pastel panty when they sit even...
Milly awoke in Martha's arms. She lay there, savoring the feeling of warmth and love that waking up with her lover lying next to her always caused. She kissed her sleeping companion's lips softly. Martha's eyes opened and she smiled at Milly. "Good morning, Milly," she said. "I love you." "Good morning and I love you, too," Milly replied, hugging her lover...
Note: Though I think this story can stand alone, the early part will make more sense if you have already read "Lisa finds a Way..." Thanks for reading! ***** Amanda woke with a start, bleary-eyed but able to see that the time on her phone's screen began with a 6, too early for her liking; seeing the phone call was from her friend Ryan she answered, starti...
"Your fondness for these floral patterns continues to elude me, Doug," Kelly said. Setting down her beer, she took yet another look down at the loud print dress she'd found herself in after playing "Stayin' Alive" on the jukebox. "Feels like acres of fabric here." "Too much fabric beats too little, doesn't it?" Doug replied. "I feel like somebody must've po...
We rode into the Barney, New Mexico just after noon on the 15th of March, 2357. It was 250 odd years after the "Fist of Allah had Smote the Heathen". That plague had reduced mankind to 1 percent of it former Billions. The resulting chaos cost the remaining population modern agriculture and just as well as the refineries collapsed the oil had no way to be c...
Dating apps these days don't present a clear portrait of their users. From the moment I saw Gabrielle I knew she had to be different than the endless lists of fake girls that were in my area. With the face of Meg Ryan and the body of Sarah Jessica Parker and the ass of Chandler's hookup from Friends. I didn't think it could be true so I shot her message and...
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellcats. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Marti Perkins could remember the first time she entered Cheer Town, the cutesy nickname for the on-campus residence for the cheerleaders. She had initially hated that cutesy nickname, but it had grown on her, along with pretty much everyone in Cheer Town. Of co...
"God damn it!" Tracy spat out as she jabbed the disconnect button on her cellphone. "I hate that fucking car. Do you know how much it's gonna cost to get that transmission fixed?" I was driving and she was beside me in the front seat of my car. I knew better than to answer. "Twenty-five hundred fucking dollars. That's how much." She wisely put down her c...