An interesting new development intruded into the lives of Brenda & Connie that November; namely, Walter Scott Snyder and Linda Porter. Walter Snyder was Connie's older brother; by six years. Walter and Connie were their parents' only children. Despite the disparity in their ages they were very close siblings. Connie looked up to her brother and mainly heeded...
Vivian woke up by noon, and luckily everyone in the house was engaged in finalizing last minute details for the wedding and the rehearsal dinner. Thus, it escaped notice that both Vivian and Maryanne were inordinately late risers that day. When Maryanne appeared she took up her assigned tasks without comment from anyone. When Vivian appeared she explained he...
Chapter Two: A Note Of Deceit. Were you ever in my position? I don't think so. But I am certain you have an opinion about me. Most probably it isn't a very good one. I am Anne. Maybe we've met. I am married and love to fuck other men without my husband knowing. I have been doing that for quite a while. I feel no guilt about it. And I have no intention o...
This is a two-part story about an old girlfriend that led to a sexual encounter with her best friend. *** It all started when I began dating this girl named Carly. It was a Thursday night and Carly was having a girls night out with two of her friends. The girls were sitting at a table by the bar when my buddy Drew and I struck up a conversation with the t...
There is a real girl named Jacqui, and somewhere in the world, in some internet café, a young, smiling, beautiful girl may happen to come across this tale. This is for you sweetie – still miss you. Please take the time to send me your comments – Remember it's the feedback that makes writing stories fun. September 2003 "Ya got ten bucks Mister?" she ask...
The dreadful call came shortly before 3:00am, on a moonless Tuesday morning. Simon Cooke senior had passed away peacefully in his sleep. My father had long suffered the effects of cancer. Tonight, he was released from his pain. "Hello." "Mr. Cooke?" "Speaking." "Mr. Cooke, it's Anne Richards at The Turning Leaf Hospice, I regret to be the one that has to...
Justin and Kim were in the airport, wrapped in each others arms waiting for his flight to be called. One of his arms rested comfortably on her shoulder and the other was draped around her waist. It was just a little past midnight and his flight was about to board. The airport seemed nearly empty, with the exception of the crowd of people near the food court...
The following took place years before personal computers, cell phones, or the internet so don't bother Googling it. If you're ambitious, though, you might try searching one of the newspaper morgues but good luck since I changed the names and locations. As always, I am a mere scribe, presenting a story which was told to me by he who lived it. He swears the...
I’ve always been a voyeur. I peek and I pry and I glimpse and I glance every chance I get, and I’ve been rewarded quite a few times. Naked breasts here, a panty-clad ass there. This story, though, is actually about the only time (to my knowledge) that I provided voyeur fodder for others. I was driving around Lake Michigan thanks to a work trip. On my way t...
My West Wing deposit story was a success. The following are short stories that make up a larger story. If you're not familiar with the shows, you won't like it, but if you are, enjoy! Again, the premise of these stories are the same. Any female must allow their male counterparts to make a deposit. The idea being that a pussy full of cum and empty balls make...