Hilary lay naked on a plaid blanket at the base of an old oak tree. It was hot enough for her to be sweating and she was savoring it. The cube farm where she worked was always freezing. The room she rented was always freezing. She hated cold but that is the way she seemed to always be summer or winter but today was different. Today was the first day the tem...
I was pissed. It wasn't that they had left me alone in the house for the next couple weeks, they'd been doing that since I was ten. I was pissed because they had uprooted me from my home and my friends who were my family and forced me to move to this shit hole suburbia. My dad claimed it was because the company needed him closer to HQ, but I believed it w...
Jerry, his TV remote in hand, was relaxed on his couch with his old friend, George, who was slouched on the cushion next to him. “What do you wanna watch?” Jerry started to hand the remote to George. George waved off the remote, “I don’t care, I just want Elaine to get here so we can get to the game. We’re gonna be late as it is.” Suddenly the apartment do...
The names have been changed to protect the privacy of the parties involved. This is a true story of two teenagers (both over the age of consent).The characters in my story have been altered and any resemblance in personality or appearance they may have to anyone is purely coincidental. You'll have to scroll a bit to find the sex, but I promise not to leave a...
With his mind full of his feelings for Rose John found it harder to get motivated. He was uncomfortable in her company avoiding her as much as possible. He missed the fun times with Melissa but did not go back to the hotel. He told Lelani, "No massages" and stopped going to the family evenings. He took to roaming through the local markets early every mornin...
Second night. The actions are familiar. San Francisco street corner; cars slow; the drivers are luridly appreciative. Most attention seems to focus on the full, even ample, black, studded leather cod-piece. There are no socks stuffed in this one. The cod-piece is part of the entire ensemble. The night before, Tina had bitched her in lycra...the short sheath...
Chapter 3: Coming Home It started to rain as we headed for the car and Ryan and Dave dashed for the front seats but Cherry protested that Ryan had been 'referee' in the quiz before, so he couldn't drive as it was his turn to answer questions on the way back. It wasn't until she snatched the keys away from him that he gave in and allowed her to drive. He cam...
Rachel looked at her naked body in the mirror. She cupped her breasts feeling their weight as they rested in her hands. Then she allowed her hands to explore each inch of her skin, as she did so her eyes devoured the details and she seemed to think deep thoughts as she did so. This examination was not sexual but rather it was to gather information for her pe...
I am mid-30's now, but when I was about 20 in England the love of my life wasn't a man - or not one man, anyway. It was an elderly dark green MG Midget. The car wasn't that quick and it was a bit unreliable, but it gave me a tremendous kick to drive along with the wind in my hair and be a bit of a show-off. On fine days, that was - on wet days the roof leake...
Eight years of marriage down the drain and for what? She just couldn't keep her legs closed. I find it hard to believe that men stay with slut wives just because they love them so much. I have given my all to this woman and the best she can say is "I'm sorry." Is sorry going to make the pain go away? Eight fucking years wasted on this slut. Well, as my grand...