Raquel had a boyfriend that she'd been with for a little over two years. They got together shortly after she graduated from high school. She was grateful it was after high school because she wasn't stupid and was well aware that those relationships are almost always meaningless and destined to fail. Her boyfriend's name was Ian, he was 21 and a year older th...
(These chapters will pick up right where the last left off, I recommend reading in order) * In the week that followed, several things happened to sweeten an already sweet deal. The first involved me immediately taking Max up on her morning yoga offer, which meant I was now starting each day seeing Max's tight little body in a sports bra and spandex shorts....
Chris watched the big man's sleep apnea come and go, as he often did. He never spoke of it, but wondered what it would be like, one day, to wake up and find Will dead. With Thomas' demise, Chris wondered more and more about his own mortality, about his calling in life. Being a thespian, Chris reflected, he could take on any role needed, from little brother...
I watched Georgia nervously chat with some of the girls from the sorority. She wore her jean jacket and jean skirt well, but anyone could tell she was still in high school. She was a senior in high school, I was a senior in college. I'd known her since she started kindergarten. I met her brother, Nathan, in elementary school and we became best friends. My...
The secret pleasures of two married women My name is Chrissy and I have been married for eighteen years to a wonderful man named Eddie with one young son. But lately, I have been having fantasies about a neighbor a few doors down. Her name is Penny and she is married to Mark with a teenage daughter. I have noticed that when I see Penny outside I want to fi...
As the condom covered cock nuzzled against my wet and engorged lips so I thought 'It has been such a long time.' As Paul pushed his welcomingly sturdy and stunningly hard prick up me I realised that it been about nine months, around three-quarters of a year or approximately forty weeks since I had been fucked. As he surged deep into me so I realised that my...
"Bollocks," I heard myself saying, as the A4 sized folder slipped from my under my arm hand and fell to the floor in the middle of the Starbucks in Greenwich. As I bent down, I quickly looked around, hoping no one had heard me, maybe I had said it under my breath, I rather ambitiously thought. I heard a nice, male voice say. "Hey, let me help." I didn't l...
I landed in London what felt like a week later. England is far. It was late, I was tired and incredibly jet lagged. I took a cab to the Savoy Hotel, where I had gotten one of the very last rooms. I couldn't care less at that point. All I really wanted was to hit the bed and go to sleep. After checking in, taking a shower and finally laying down in bed, I too...
Author's forward: I am not and probably will never be a professional writer. I have however had a great time, trying to tell a tale creatively that I have not had an opportunity to do since Freshman College Creative Writing class, over 38 years ago. Yes I'm sure I need an editor. After self-editing this story well over a half-dozen times, declaring it ready...
Note to readers: this is my entry into the National Nude Day Contest. All individuals having sex are over the age of 18. Please vote with stars if you like it. Comments are welcome and encouraged if you really, really like it. ************************* Laurel Creek Journal, July 2, 1993: I'm not sure if it was the panties, or the laughter, or the backpack...