Inspired by the athletes they had watched in the Olympic Games, Dominic Scalia Jr. and Chad Anderson went out for their middle school swim team. Both boys proved to be adept swimmers that specialized in the freestyle stroke. Of course there was friendly competition between the boys. Both families faithfully attended swim meets and the competitions were duly...
The theatre was dark with a single spotlight centered on the two figures on the stage. It was the final act, and Jayne realized with a start, that she had missed most of the dialogue that had passed between the actors. Instead, her focus had been on the slow rhythmic sound of Steve’s steady breathing and the warmth emanating from his closeness. The faint mas...
We used to go to the same pub at least a couple of times every week; became "regulars," and got to know loads of people. Only about a 10 minute walk from home, it was great. One young man of about 20, called Richard, seemed to develop a sort of "crush" on my wife. Don't get me wrong, nobody flirts more than me, and I had a passionate kiss with a few women fr...
(From author: Please give feedback and rate my story! Hope you like it!) * "Well, this is something new!" I thought as I stood in front of the full length mirror for the millionth time and preened, although it wasn't exactly 'preening' more 'steady the nerves'. This was my big 'coming-out' and my friends were about to get the shock of their lives. I'd alwa...
How can I describe Raven to anyone, she is such a complex woman. Her physical attributes from my minds eye is that she is about 5'4", 111lbs, dark brown hair that is cut very short. Her bangs fall over her right eye, which adds to her mystique. Her eyes are deep black and have a sad look to them. Her face is more round than heart shaped, her nose is small an...
These are chapters seven, eight and nine of "My Long Affair": Chapter VIII David called me on my cellphone early Sunday morning: "Did you get the marker tattoos off yet?" During our last rendezvous, I had asked David to draw tattoos on me with a marker. "Ha-ha, yes, I used rubbing alcohol. And where's your Mrs.?" I asked. "On her way to church. She's n...
Ch. 04 – S&S Barroom Etiquette and Poolside Lessons The Bar: Friday evening at the Bengal Lounge was dark, crowded, and loud. Sullivan waited for Sarah at a small corner table with a beer. He had just arrived, and he already felt intimidated. Sullivan had actually put thought into what turned out to be the wrong clothing. He had chosen his most casual lo...
Jessica had to pee. Half awake and still half drunk, she fumbled her way out of the strange bed and groped for her cel. Once located, it indicated 3:12. She worked hard to focus enough to remember where she was. Mark was snoring away in the darkness. He could sleep through a hurricane once he nodded off and she knew that he probably wouldn't be up until te...
Your husband had been delighted when you woke him with his cock in your mouth. Taking him deep in your throat with your eyes locked to his as you sensuously fondled your full breasts had been a surprising but welcome Valentine's gift for him. You knew that swallowing his cum, leaving a trace just so on your lips, would prevent him from suspecting anything ab...
Note: This story is a continuation of my story "Highway Exposure", but several chapters on. I am writing a novella and have several other chapters in the works. Eventually, once I have written enough, I will put it all together. * D. sat, comfortably ensconced in a wingback chair to the right of the fireplace. At his feet, a rather lovely slave leaned agai...