Author's Note: This story is based on the song by Conway Twitty. I was driving down to the Cherokee Strip museum in Perry, Oklahoma and heard it on the radio. An old favorite of mine seemed like it would be fun to write. Thanks to Techsan for his editing support. Tight Fittin'Jeans Composed by Michael and Mike Huffman Performed by Conway Twitty THE...
This idea hit me last night and I just had to write about it. I hope y'all like it cuz I did just thinking about it. :) If you like it, and want to read more on the subject, let me know. Best wishes to everyone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ His gloved hand reached over to the skipping record player and put the needle back in its place. He made one final lick of the...
Author's Note: This is a continuation of "Fucking My Soldier". I hope you enjoy it as much as, or more than, the first. I'd love to hear what you think of it. Feel free to vote. I may write more if anyone is interested. Thanks again! --- I couldn't stop thinking about him again. It had only been two weeks since our last fuck on the dining room table, but I...
I had been driven to a bar where I was sitting at the bar supping a gin and tonic killing time until my step sister picked me up after she visited a sick relative, in hospital, to visit to a rich uncle, she had told me that she would be a gone a couple of hours, three at the most, and to get something to eat. Then adding ‘you’ll be OK without me without me’...
It was three days till New Year's Eve. Trish and I had discussed going out, but the truth was, we really didn't want to have to face all of the amateur partiers that we knew we would run into that night, no matter where we decided to go. I was sitting in the media room with Tracy. 'Do you have any plans for Friday night?' I asked her. 'There's a bunch of...
The rest of the summer, of 1963, was a blur. We played two great gigs in Jacksonville with a group that called themselves, Mid Life Crisis. Our exposure to larger venues was expanding and we were steadily entertaining offers for concert openings for big name performers who played in this part of the state. Marie and Dennis were getting name recognition and I...
Sailing into the harbor was routine. While at sea for the last three days, I intended to stay just overnight before continuing my sail south early the next morning. There was only one other sailboat anchored, so there was plenty of room for privacy. Privacy is nice when your shower is on the stern of your boat for all to see. Usually showers are in port ar...
By all accounts, Stanley Dalton was a world-class prick. I didn’t know him well, having been introduced to him just four months ago, and only seeing him a few times since. But even from those brief encounters I wholeheartedly concurred with the consensus. There was something about him that rubbed you the wrong way from the start. A kind of greasy, sleazy a...
Part 1 Marcy was prone on the couch. Her naked body was glistening with sweat from the love she and Bob had made on the floor of their apartment. She rested her chin on her crossed arms and watched. Bob was on his knees, between the legs of Larry, this handsome blonde man of nearly 40. She looked across the room. Amy and Shelly were watching, too, amazed at...
Title: Mother's Secret Author: Phoenix Arrow Part: Chapter 1 of 1 Keywords: F/F, submission, interracial, humiliation Redistribution: yes, with limitations (see below) Short Summary: Black daughter discovers mother's strange submissiveness to white women and her own desires as well. ************************* Please, if you are under the age of 18, don't read...