Please feel free to vote and/or comment on this story. It is the first that I have written and I would greatly appreciate anything that you have to say. Thanks for reading! * "Did you finish..." "Yes, hon. It's all done. Stop worrying, it's not like we've invited the Pope or something. It's just a couple of friends over for dinner." She didn't have to fi...
This is a story of three friends after High School and their sexual growth. I am not sure where this will go but I can tell you one thing for sure that if you are turned off by man to man sex this won't be for you. As there will be some sooner or later. The story will take a while to build up so if you are in a hurry this may not be for you, if it was let me...
The following is a work of fiction, and all the characters depicted are over the age of 18. "I love it! I fucking love it!" Lauren proclaimed. We were sitting together on the couch watching our movie on the big flat screen in the living room. Maria had spent the night after our filming editing the film, and it flowed without any of the awkward transitions...
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It was a Wednesday, Wednesday evening; Wednesday late evening. I was helping a friend out by putting up some shelves in a basement of a church hall. Not my usual job but just something I turn my hand to every so often. I had started to put these up after my usual day job, so I had started late and I knew there was going to be a meeting in the hall above, s...
Lisa crosses her legs. They glide against each other aided by the sheer black nylons that sheath her lean thighs. The nylons 'woosh' almost unperceptively as they rub against each other. Lisa feels the sensation against her skin. She hears the whispered 'woosh'. Somewhere deep inside it brings a smile. Not that anyone would have seen it. It wasn't that kind...
I had been dying for a long ride in your slick, hot car and you knew it. You promised to take me for a spin. I always figured it was just talk. Several months ago, you'd walked into the bed and breakfast where I worked. The first time you walked up to the reception desk, I thought to myself, Wow. Those are blue. Your eyes startled me with their intensity. A...
After turning off the engine to my Miata, I glanced at the dashboard clock. I was an hour and forty minutes early. That was good, actually. It was a long drive out to Watermark Estates, about five hours. I was nervous about getting caught up in construction traffic on the turnpike and didn't want to be late for my "date." Besides, I'd have enough time to tou...
Author's Note: I got the idea for this piece after watching the video to "Show Me How to Live" a few times. It's amazing how a few gratuitous shots can start you down that celebrity-fantasy road. My apologies to Chris' wife, but sometimes you just got to share. * * * * * The sun was setting over the far distant hills and fatigue was settling in. You can on...
Tom woke up with a booming kettledrum between his ears. With every heartbeat, his temples throbbed. Gradually, the events from the night before replayed like glimpses through a fog, but he clearly recalled the climactic parts -- the Hannah parts. The sun was already above the window frame and Hannah wasn't in bed. Rolling onto his side, Tom checked the clo...