Being born and raised in a big city I became accustomed to the whirlwind activity. I never really thought about life outside of the city or small towns that much, let alone visited one. I only heard of stories from friends and knew of the reputation that came along with small towns from movies and the like, but that was all about to change. I had turned 18 a...
Kelly and I had known each other since we were both eight-years-old when she and her family had moved in next-door to mine. Separated in age by only a few months we had struck up friendship almost immediately. We had been in the same classes throughout school and in our pre-high school years spent many long hours playing together. Naturally as time moved o...
Many thanks to Renee and Kent for their editing of this story. * I'm Glen Caballo. I live in a small Scandinavian town and when this story begins, I had a good job as production engineer at a local branch of a big international company. Caballo is Spanish for horse. It was my great grandfather who took that name while he was an actor and found out that his...
Your name is Alex, and you are sitting in the back seat of a car. Of all of the strange and unlikely circumstances that could lead to you hanging out in the back seat of a vehicle, this one isn't so bad. You and three of your closest female friends have planned a camping trip for the summer, and unlike most of your plans, this one has actually worked out qui...
This is it! Welcome to Part One of The Florida Trip. This is intended as a direct sequel to my previous Trip series, The Baseball Trip. Think of this as The Baseball Trip: Season Two. You don't have to read the original story to get what's going on here, but it'll definitely help. Everyone is over the age of 18. 6 months later It was the coldest winter I c...
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters from the TV show "Gilmore Girls" that belong to Amy Sherman Palladino and the CW. It is not meant as an infringement on their copyrights but rather for entertainment purposes. This story is entirely fictional and intended to be read by adults. If you don't like to read this kind of stuff than I suggest you just d...
Many thanks to infructescence for her editing of this story. * It was hot sunny day in Gambia. Though both the door and the only window were missing on the corrugated tin shed at the backyard behind a bar in the outskirts of the capital city Banjul, it was hot as a sauna inside the shed. No wonder why the naked gorgeous Scandinavian housewife who was lying...
"Morning Phil," came the cheery greeting from Kelly as I entered the motel room. My friend had still been asleep when I left in search of breakfast around half an hour earlier. But now as I returned clutching a bag of muffins and two sodas, she was wide awake and seemingly full of energy. "Morning Kell," I responded, "Sleep well?" "Certainly did," beamed...
This is the story of the perfect sissy getaway. This story contains subjects of crossdressing and interracial male sex acts if this offends you please don't read. Everything except one or two events happened, Now, there is some embellishment. I had to tell someone. I decided to tell everyone. A little bit about myself. I am in my late 50s. My adventures in...
It was a crisp, clear fall evening as I made my way to the airport seventy five miles away to await the arrival of my wife from her trip to the west coast to visit college friends. My last check of the airline app indicated that the flight was on time and she would be arriving close to midnight after a week-long "girls' trip" that had included sun and surf,...