From the Notebook of Ulyssa Kincaid Who would have thought that one of life's little ironic pleasures would hinge on a memorably ugly bowling bag? It happened on my last birthday, I'd just turned forty-one. My family had made a big deal about my fortieth birthday the prior year. I'd been surprised at the house Jeremy built with a huge party, gag gifts, male...
It was a Saturday night and I was bored. I figured I'd hang out at the bowling lanes and maybe get a few games of practice in. I normally only bowl on league nights, but I had nothing else to do. I pulled up into the bowling alley parking lot and went inside. It was the typical leagues going on, and a few families bowling. Well, I got a pair of lanes and wen...
All of my writing is fiction and the stories and characters are all products of my imagination. They were created for my fun and, hopefully, your enjoyment. Some of the events in the stories are not particularly condoned nor encouraged by the author but are there to create and enhance the story of the imaginary characters and their lives. Comments are always...
No part of this is real. It's all fiction folks. Not real in the least. "OH FUCK YES!! Don't you fucking stop Jake!" screamed Laura. Her back to me, arms up, leaning against my shower wall. She turned her face to me. "Don't you dare stop fucking me Jake, don't you fucking daaaAAARE!! OH YES!!" She moaned. I was thrusting into her like a madman. A careful ma...
We walked to the bowling alley around 8-30pm that evening to meet Tony, Melissa and all their young friends. The plan was to have a few sociable drinks with them, swap contact numbers, and get to know them even better. Cathy had shared my idea of tactfully exploring the other girls interest in being part of my Nude Aerobics Video project. We had all agreed t...
When Amanda was single, she used to bowl a lot, and she enjoyed it, but after marrying Billie she gave it up because Billie didn't bowl. On a few occasions she had tried it out with her daughter Lynda but that was the extent of it. Now sixteen years after marring Billie, Lynda came home from school all excited because the school was sponsoring a father son,...
As we left the restaurant I noticed it was getting dark outside. The temperature had dropped and even in the midst of lots of buildings in the city centre there was a cool breeze making me feel chilly. "So you're completely naked under that coat?" Ben asked with real urgency and alarm in his voice. "Yes." I answered bashfully, I thought I'd be more embarra...
Instead of Frank's son, Mike and Amanda's daughter, Lynda playing computer games at Frank's home, he wanted them to play at Mike's best friends place. This would leave Amanda and Frank alone with no kids in the house. When he asked Amanda if she would agree she said, "I'll have to think about it," She already knew she would say yes, she just didn't want to a...
"Hello every one and welcome back to SBC's new game show, "What's my Fetish." We know you and the studio audiences have been waiting so if our next contestant will please sigh in. Now if our panel is ready let's introduce Miss. Hilary Lawson. Miss Lawson now just to familiarize you with the rules, you must answer each panelist's questions with a yes or no on...
The night of December twenty-fourth is a busy night so far. It's about 8, Carol tells me that her work just called. She's got to go Cleveland tonight and she won't be back til late. Great, says I, rolling the covers off and watching her stride around in a towel, with another one on her head. No nookie tonight, another night at home watching porn and beating...