Carrie Snow performed a perfect cartwheel landing gently on her feet. Invigorated by cheerleading practice the eighteen year-old senior smiled at her teammates as she paused to catch her breath. Clad in a white top showing plenty of cleavage and a pair of tiny, skimpy red shorts that barely covered her perfect ass she exuded sex. She knew it and she basked i...
I know, but what does one do, our Christmas is in summer which is in December.... I'd never be able to submit a Santa story in this competition if I don't now. ************************************************* Fancy dress isn't my thing. Ever since Christmas, a few years ago, I've avoided it but Jen insisted. When I chose to go as Superman, she balled a d...
It was going to be a tricky shot to be sure; not as hard as some of the elite sniper shots in history, but difficult none the less. The air was still and cold at 5:30 in the morning. The sun was just starting to creep up and over the tall mountains that surround the village currently under surveillance. "Seven hundred fifty meters," whispered Staff Sergeant...
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When I walked into the police station I noticed a lowering in the chatter from the young handsome offices in the room. A quick look around let me noticed many of the eyes were on me. Again let me say a gal with a big pair of tits, old and saggy or not will catch the eye of a guy every time. Married or not the eyes have it. I have been told I can pass for fi...
All characters 18+ © 2017 Scott Free * So I guess this all began when I left my wife at the ripe young age of 39. She and I had been married 9 years, and we had been through it all. She promised things and cried; and she did nothing. We did marriage counseling, and she promised to change; and she did nothing. It finally boiled down to me having a moment o...
Forrty years ago, in the freewheeling '70's, casual sex was a lot different than today. Those of you who were there know what I mean. Those of you who have come of age under the shadow of AIDS and HIV cannot understand. There were still serious threats, but nothing that was absolutely life threatening waiting between the legs of your next lover. I'd given c...
Chapter 1—Weeping Beauty Brandon clinched Mila to himself with barbarity. She pursued means to break free from his malice. He steeled his hands on her back, sweeping his unruly lips on hers, and then breathing out pensively. She was his bondservant; his wife; the truth was he looked upon her as his wretched slave instead of an attractive, decent woman. "Br...
On Christmas Day I was only really interested in Steve's phone call. Luckily it came early, and I looked at my mobile through bleary eyes just after six. "Wake up, sleepy head." His soft, west country burr cut through my foggy brain and I smiled. "I was asleep." "We've been up for hours here." He said. He probably had- he was one of five children, two we...
'Twas the day after Christmas last year. I had just walked out of my neighborhood convenience store at a little after 11pm last December 26th. Tucking the 6pack of beer I had just bought under my arm, I cursed the biting mid winter's chill as I strolled back to my car. One of my nephews had given me a couple of scratch lottery tickets the day before and by...