Just one of those girls you laid in bed at night and thought about while you whacked off. Her name was Amanda Beckmen but everyone called her Mandy. She was a cheerleader, president of the school dance committee, the Winter Ball Queen. All of that and she was young, a fresh little thing. If this had been a normal situation I would just have gone up and asked...
I was in our breakfast nook area surfing the Internet on my laptop. Hubs was in the living room watching one of his shows. Our breakfast nook is lovely, sunny and bright in the morning. The wide bay windows offer a view of our property out to the creek that runs along the edge of our property. Sometimes deer appear down there coming out of the trees. When...
Di and Nick had gotten so excited by their new sexual adventure that they had discussed it and relived it over and over again during the ensuing days and weeks. Whenever Di got horny, which was quite frequently any more, she only had to mention the incident to Nick to immediately arouse him. A statement by her like "God, I hope I get the chance to suck that...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2002 Couture *********** "You do remember our anniversary is next week, don't you?" Amy asked. "Of course I do, honey," I replied, trying to keep from raising my voice, which would let her know for sure I was lying. "Well, have you got me anything y...
"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" Henry turned to see a beautiful brunette standing next to him. She gestured to the seat beside his, gentle smile on her face. "No, go for it," he said finally, disbelieving that this gorgeous woman would want to sit next to him. Many other stools in this hotel bar were empty, yet she wanted the seat beside his. "I'm Alice,...
Angel was riding in a train to finally go and be in the arms of her Master. She looked out the window of the train, her mind thinking of meeting him. She had waited for this moment oh so long. Finally, in a few hours she would be there. Her excitement was building, but so was her nervousness --- not fear --- just the nervousness of how things will go. She th...
*Author's Note: This is the second part of "Blowing Joe" but can be read as a stand-alone story. I'm quite certain a discerning reader can fill in any holes that need filling... * Jason would be at class between three and six, and I knew this. And his younger brother Joe, my future conquest, would be home alone, and I knew this, too -- if for no other reas...
Note: this story does have children in it, but they aren't presented sexually, and they don't witness any sexual acts. Nevertheless, if you're freaked out by the idea of children even appearing in a story of this sort, please skip it... The Superintendent looked from me, sitting wrapped only in a blanket, to Gail, who was still blushing, and his eyes narrow...
With a screech of brakes, I pulled into the parking lot. I didn't bother to park properly. There wasn't time. I just put the car in park, turned off the engine, and hopped out. There was already a cop heading toward me. I flashed my badge. "I'm the PCB Agent." She gave me a weak smile. "Thank God. This way please, ma'am. The chief wants to talk to you befor...
This is the next installment in the story of Sunny, a young lady I met over 25 years ago when I was a detective in New Jersey. Our relationship was almost totally sexual but I think of her often today with considerable affection. She was absolutely one of my favorites, though we haven't spoken in nearly 20 years. Here's to you, Sunny!!! Life in the detectiv...