Kate Ross was a lot of things. A 34 year old wife. A mother. A best friend. A supermarket shelf stacker. But most of all Kate Ross was an insatiable slut. Take right now. Right now Kate is in the store room of the Tesco store she works in, where she is supposed to be putting out a box worth of custard creams but is rather on her knees with an eighteen year...
This is the third in a series of four vignettes. As those of you who have already experienced the first two will know, all the characters in the four segments are inter-related. The purpose of these stories was to examine the various relationships as they develop between men and women. It's probably ambitious for a first effort, but once I got started, I kne...
None of the events in this story happened. It's all fiction folks. "And when I woke up, he was gone. Never saw the guy again," Laura said. We were sitting in her bathtub, winding down after another grand night . "And that's how I lost my virginity." "Wait a tic," I said, "You're telling me that you just boned some random guy in Jersey?" "What, were you...
"Jack, I think it's so sweet you are taking the girls out." My pretty neighbor Amy was at my place, complimenting me for my plans to take her gorgeous daughter Tina and Tina's hot friend Sophia out for dinner. I felt guilty and anxious, but my cock twitched thinking about it. "It will be good to get you out of the house and they will love that Italian sp...
NO CAKE BUT PLENTY OF CREAM (JESSICA AND WILLIAM): It was a warm and pleasant June day with a gentle cool breeze in the Arctic air and a glowing Sun in the bright clear blue Nunavut sky, and Missis Jessica Claus's private lunch date went wonderfully well so far with young William Windsor. William was a tall boy with a very slender and undeveloped body (of...
Recent college graduate Tom Bailey stood poised at the entrance to his old middle school library like an anxious puppy waiting at the back door of his owner's house. Nervously, Tom raked his fingers over his hair and straightened his tie with a sweaty hand. Would he summon up the courage to knock on the door and finally reveal his love for his grade school...
In an age of time when the destruction of modern civilization slowly descends upon us we must look to a future when someone, anyone will rise up and take the reigns so long ago dropped and lift us back to our rightful path. This at least was the thoughts and the most constant staple of Professor Damien’s lectures. He knew that the inner cities were going to...
When my uncle, my only living relative, passed away in his sleep from an aneurysm, I returned to settle his estate. I hadn't been in that part of the country for nearly a decade. I had been in middle school when my mother passed and I was forced to move in with my aunt on the opposite coast. My uncle had always been the oddball of my mother's family. But he...
New York, Wednesday 24th April, 1974. After a severe winter the spring had set in. Sun rays bathed Central Park in New York. Birds chirped happily. Senior citizens greeted each other, happy to have survived the cold weather. Children played noisily while their mothers gossiped. It seemed that the world was at peace with itself but not everyone was happy....
Rosaleen Dickonson's famous quote says "Whatever they grow up to be, they are still our children, and the one most important of all the things we can give to them is unconditional love. Not a love that depends on anything at all except that they are our children." Some parents don't love their children, though. Some parents hate them, wanting to be rid of th...