Please hold My Titties.. Or MEN SUNBATH TOO Another summer vacation along lake Michigan. I'm guessing we were in our mid thirties then. We were walking even farther north of the Park property line along the Lake. We hadn't met anyone for quite sometime. My cock was hanging out above the band of my tiny bikini. Dollie was wearing a small bikini bottom and I...
Fake tits and bleached blond hair flipped and flopped wildly on the stage. Tiffany was a new dancer, fresh off the street, yet here she was dancing in the Pimp Room. The Pimp Room was the place to dance in Gotham. Of course, all the dancers were working girls as well Oswald saw to that. Each and every girl was a tried and true slut, and every man a pervert...
Imagine a world that has shrunk to just this: a lone gas-station town in the middle of a desert. It's a town of bleached wood and dusty plastic, a town of rainbow-sheened metal and pumps with no gas left. No, it's not a ghost town. People live here, mechanics whose jean-and-flannel uniforms are like tradition: passed down for so long that they only hint at t...
Sorry, a few of these early stories have been added elsewhere. Ch #2 Story #1 TITTIES AND SAND. Story #2 BOOB BOUNCIN BARBARA Story #3 Men sunbath too Story #4 The little trails ------ #1 TITTIES AND SAND I've already mentioned seeing lots of titties while climbing up and down the sand dunes. This was especially convenient for exhibitionists like Dol...
Hi, This is my first story and I would appreciate any feedback from it. It is a bit slow starting so if your looking for a stroke and go for broke you might want to check out something else. It is based on true events but which parts is your guess, Names have been changed, as she is still a teacher but teaches younger kids now :) Enjoy. * * * * * "Michael...
Being poor wasn't easy, even in the "enlightened" Empire. There was never enough to eat, you worked all day and shivered in a rough shack at night. Mary was a peasant, she was the child of peasants and would one day be the mother of peasants. She like most people of her station, dreamed of becoming something else. Unfortunately that was much easier...
Being poor wasn’t easy, even in the ‘enlightened’ Empire. There was never enough to eat, you worked all day and shivered in a rough shack at night. Mary was a peasant, she was the child of peasants and would one day be the mother of peasants. She like most people of her station, dreamed of becoming something else. Unfortunately that was much easier said than...
I'd recently graduated from college and gotten a new job and a place of my own. Two or three nights a week I'd stop at a little bar near my new condo in order to have a drink and unwind from a long day at work. Dina was the bartender. She was a blonde woman, in her late 40's with a pretty good body for a woman her age. 10 or 15 years ago she was probably c...
“I can’t believe I have to spend my summer with you,” Buffy complained. “Hey, I’m not happy about it either,” Spike replied. “And why the hell can’t you carry your own bloody bags?” Buffy flipped her hair. “I just got my nails done.” “I just got my nails done,” Spike mimicked, “I’m a lazy little princess.” Buffy glared at her stepbrother, and then st...
Week 3, Class 1 (Body Decoration) As she strolled across campus, Meredith was considering the myriad of class project proposals she received last class. Most were just tame variations on some of the themes she hoped to cover in class during the semester. But some others had real promise. One of them, from one of her freshman girls no less, was a comprehensi...