Author's Note: This is the first of a series of short stories about cheerleaders. Each story will be unrelated to the other and it will deal with both high school and college students. All characters will always be at least 18 years of age. The characters will either be cheerleaders or students hoping to make the squad. In some stories, mothers will go all o...
Harry walked into his storage room, actually the 3rd bedroom of his sprawling one-story house in a suburban neighborhood. The room was sparsely furnished, containing only an antique divan and a small desk. A step ladder and several moving storage boxes were piled in one corner. He leaned over the desk and ran his finger down an open calendar to the month o...
This story was set in 1996 when I was just 19 years old. It is about an incredible (fictional) sexual encounter I had with an 18 year old girl at the time. It is a continuation of the story 'My friend's 43y/o kinky mother part 2.' It is not necessary to read part 1 at all. You may want to read part 2 to get a little background on the characters. But, I don't...
Chapter 11: Living With and Loving My Pretty Little Vixen The event of our marriage had swept upon us much quicker than either of us had ever supposed would be the case, and several details had been left unattended. We went shopping together for rings, including a jeweler's shop in Bellevue where he made all his own stuff, all of it impressively beautiful...
Hi, it's me again. I guess I can write to you about almost anything. You've read some of my stories, so you have certainly learned some extremely personal things about me. I've shared some of my most intimate thoughts and experiences, and you seem to like that. If what I share with you becomes too graphic and descriptive for your taste, I apologize. I cert...
Sena was between movies. Sierra was between semesters. They had talked repeatedly about a road trip, just the two of them. Why not now? "Okay," Sierra said. "Oregon or Montana?" For the first time in awhile, Sena reminded Sierra that she loved filming Big Texan, in southwest Texas. Trust me, that part of Texas is beautiful, like southern Colorado, Sena exp...
Curiosity killed the cat - that's what I've always been told. As if I had ever listened to such an advice! Being a professor in a small literature university has its advantages, all my male colleagues will confirm: small classes, filled mainly with fresh young women (some would even say girls), some even trying their seductive skills on male lecturers to ge...
The flight delay in London made for a late arrival in Cairo. Late as it was though, Carol was feeling hungry so stopped by the hotel bar to get a chef salad. Twila joined her a few minutes later. She was in her mid fifties, still slim and trim, something you want to be when you are a flight attendant. "What a day" Twila said as she sat down across from Caro...
Thanks to John Freer for most of the nifty ideas for this story; the un-nifty ones are mine. Appalling gaps in Homer's classical education {g} heroically filled by Felix Lance Falkon and Allison George's Encarta encyclopedia. Artie pitched in with some proofing of an early version, but is not responsible for remaining errors. Also, I have gotten some commen...
Author's Note This is but a single part in a series of stories. To avoid confusion, I would advise reading the previous two parts first. Unlike the previous stories, this one is all plot, without a single sexy interlude. None of the stories has had a particularly happy ending thus far, and this one is no different. But, this ties them all together, so th...