Veronica Wilson was the head cheerleader, and her best friend Chantelle Spiros was also a cheerleader. Jamie Taylor was Chantelle's boyfriend. Since Wednesday Jamie had been getting sniggering looks from a lot of girls and 'way to go' or 'thumbs up' signs from the boys. During the first lesson on Friday, Jamie, Chantelle and Veronica received word that the...
The weekend. Two days 'off' under our mother's scrutiny. Two days to contemplate the week before. To mentally relive it. All my trepidation had gone. I loved it all. Loved showing my body. Loved hearing them talk about me as if I wasn't there. Loved being told what to do. Loved the hunger in their eyes. Love that their eyes never leave my body, never get ti...
My husband Dave and I had been married for 25 years. We were both 48, still attractive and healthy. And our sex life was still good, even if it had fallen into a routine after all those years. Dave's sex drive was always higher than mine, and I tried to keep him happy the best I could, but I always knew he wanted a little more. Shortly before his 49th birth...
Note. This is a POV story and a work of fiction. *** Hello, my name is Saba and I work as a hall monitor here at Fencer High School in Glendale Arizona. I like the climate of this state because it reminds me of my native homeland of Lebanon. And yes, I am Muslim. One of the three on the school staff, but that doesn't bother me much. The bell rung which s...
What follows is a story that involves all the stuff you think a story with this title would involve. If those things - hotwives, game shows, endless hot, sweaty, kinky sex involving infidelity, group sex, cuckolding, and lots of fucking, or the word "the" - are not your cup of tea... that's okay! Just don't read it. If you are into that stuff, strap in. Th...
You're relived when the car finally comes to a stop. You've spent the last three hours in the backseat of cab that's been driving on some very windy mountain road. You feel nauseous when you step out of the car. When you manage to pull yourself together you take look around. You see a grey sky, green mountains, tall fir trees, perfectly manicured Kentucky bl...
Okay. Be warned - very little actual sex in this chapter. It's setting up what comes next. If the joke about the club's name being "The Adler" but the girls calling it "Polly's Place" went by you, see if you can find a copy of a book titled "A House is not a Home". The Austin-Healey 100-6, if you're interested, was produced from 1956 to 1959. As Jimmy says -...
It was midnight and the airport was dead quiet. A knot was forming in my stomach. I had never done anything even remotely like this. Eighteen, I had never even had a date. The board above the baggage caracal suddenly changed. The 11:50 flight from Dallas changed from "delayed" to "arrived". I immediately stood up in nervous anticipation. It would be a few...
This is a true story, as I remember it. I hope to convince my wife to write her view of it someday. My wife and I are an average couple, I think. Married, house, cabin in the mountains, no children, dogs and so on. We both are high educated, both with master's degrees, engineering for me and lawyer for her, both with good jobs. My wife is from an artistic...
Mob Rule *** Ana Rodriguez confessed everything to a priest in Las Vegas, Nevada. A church in the City of Sin. Father Louie was Chinese with an accent, very old, and surprisingly welcoming. She confessed everything, including her uncle taking advantage of her early maturity and raping her. She even admitted it didn't seem like rape and she fooled herself...