(c) 2003 by thebullet Note: This story contains quotes and paraphrased references from popular culture. The author uses these quotes and references because it amuses him to do so and because he has no life. I leave it as an exercise for the reader to identify any quotes that may have been used. If you are interested in learning what quotes were used, you ma...
The narrator of this story is Diane Graham, an outgoing eighteen year old high school cheerleader, dark red hair, blue eyes, an absolutely fabulous body with a small waist, breasts that are bursting C cups and moving to D's, a firm, round butt and shapely legs. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . To try and understand what I'm now doing and about to do, a l...
Harry took the envelope from behind the clock and sat down for breakfast opposite his aunt. "So I won," she enquired with a silky smile." "I haven't opened it yet," protested Harry "You wouldn't even be looking if I wasn't right," explained his aunt, smiling. "You would be speculating about age catching up with me, or something rude like that." Harry sli...
Cal walked through the sweltering night air filled with bugs falling down from the huge lights which hung over the ball fields. It had been a long afternoon, taking pictures of the tiny ballplayers and getting their parents' requests for picture packages – dealing with the mothers about pictures was almost as bad as coaching the young players and dealing wit...
"Christ, Amy, you do that again and I'm not ever getting out of this bed." She giggled and totally ignored me, a fact for which I thanked every god I could think of. I'd wondered last night how this morning was going to play. I'd half expected, dreaded might be a more accurate term, that my little kitten was going to be back to her shy, old self once the l...
(A Dylan James Adventure) This is another in the continuing adventures of Dylan James, Hollywood stuntman and stud. Dylan's adventures started out with the "One For The Road" series. Those of you familiar with Dylan and his exploits will know that after he finished his stuntman apprenticeship in Los Angeles, he went to Europe for a few months to celebrate a...
My name is Richard Singleton, aged 45 and I run the City Council's housing department. I am 5' 9" tall and comfortably built although it would not take too much exercise to get me into more youthful trim. There is no regular female companion in my life but half a dozen married women welcome me into their arms on a casual if irregular basis. Apart from that,...
Thanks for the comments and feed back. Be forewarned, you WILL NOT enjoy this story if you are just looking for quick jerk-off material. Also some knowledge of Biker culture and terminology will help you (as I am not going to explain every term), but are not necessary for you to enjoy my work. Constructive criticism and comments are always welcome, and if yo...
It was going to be an easy day today, only two sectors, 'Red-eye' from Sydney to Adelaide and the last flight of the day back home to Sydney. This was one of the few times that the aircrew and cabin crew flew the same sectors more than once in a day. We had arrived this morning for one day, and were scheduled out on the last flight to leave before the curfew...
I moved to Los Angeles from New York about eight years ago, right after my divorce. The marriage didn't last long and ended bitterly. I now live a block from the beach in Santa Monica in a fairly exclusive high-rise apartment building. I quit my job as a graphic artist with a top advertising firm in NY, when I moved and started my own business here. I have a...