Author's Notes: M and M Coltsfoot is a work of fiction. The characters and plot represent no known people or actions. The geographical locations in Texas and elsewhere are quite real, however, and described as best as the author can make such description. The same is true of the several universities mentioned in the story. This will be a rather lengthy and m...
From a sexual perspective, what follows is a rags to riches story. My name is Mike Lewis. I'm a forty five year old recently divorced retiree. It's a mouthful isn't it? I'm sure to a lot of men my age, that description sounds pretty good. And heck, by the time I actually fit that description, my life was already on the rise. Two years ago, my Wife, Naomi, w...
"You'll never guess who I ran into this morning," my lovely wife said as she was putting away the groceries. "Pam from college. Do you remember Pam? We were such good friends back then. It was great to see her again." Yeah, I remembered Pam. I felt my cock thicken in my pants. Pam was the first woman I'd met with a kinky streak. Not that we'd had sex. Well...
"Thanks to LadyVer for her editing assistance." * When I graduated from high school I stayed in town, but I didn't sit at home all day scratching my ass. Since the age of fourteen, I had been working to save up for the college I wouldn't attend. Starting with pushing carts at the local Super-Mart, by twenty, I had become the front-end supervisor. I figure...
This story embellishes on several characters introduced in my story "The Loving Porn Queen" (see Chapters 4 and 5 of that story especially). I dedicate this to all the Pixies I have known and loved. Enjoy, vote and please comment. * The Pixie's name was Melissa. She'd always been small compared to everyone else in her life, especially her parents. Her fat...
It was a beautiful day, and I was enjoying a leisurely swim in our pool. I glanced at the clock on the wall of the pool house. It was almost two p.m., so I decided to go upstairs to check on Darren, my husband of two months. After drying my naked body, I made my way to the wet bar in the den. I mixed a Jack and Coke and a mild Screwdriver. When I got upstai...
In the morning I was still horny, but Sandy was gone, having left early to return to the "Apocalypse on Wall Street," as we had taken to calling it. I wished that Sandy had hung around for breakfast, and maybe another quick romp in the sack or even a whole morning in the sack. That's how horny I was. But I didn't let it depress me. I was in a good mood. The...
After reading all 3 Daydream Believer stories by Chargrined, I felt the need to write the 3rd story from my perspective. This is my first attempt at writing; I'm still trying to figure out why! As much as I hate to write, I felt compelled to write this story. Boy, would my English teachers be surprised to find me writing for fun. I recommend you read the f...
There is an old saying "Appearances can be deceiving." This could not have been more true for Randy Davis, an average red blooded American male 23 year old college grad student. At first glance, most people would have him pegged as a nerdy geeky Poindexter type, with his short black hair cut like Joe Friday from the 1960's Dragnet Television series, and the...
Christi screamed when he stepped up behind her and locked his arms around her. She had just stepped from the shower and was standing nearly naked as she looked out the window at her second story apartment's late afternoon view of Mt. Hood, a towel wrapped around her that barely covered her full breasts and really didn't reach below her hips. Her mind flashed...