This morning's headlines are not grabbing me. Typically, I wake up, fix coffee, and read the news. I am, typically, horny, and sex fantasies swirl through my mind like the steam swirling from my coffee. Like, how it feels to kiss and hug and grope a man's back and hips and ass and cock fully dressed. And how a man's ass can be so round and heavy with sex...
Fog hung thick in the air this morning as I prepared for a solo bike ride through the woods. While I laced up my shoes and pulled on a zip up jacket I thought about the last time I had been to this specific trail. I had been talking with a friend on the phone last summer and thought it would be nice to sit somewhere secluded and quiet as we chatted. We'd f...
Third Girl had an ass to die for. Unfortunately it was parked right smack dead center in my mattress, between me and my girl Trish, separating us and not leaving either of us much room to stay on the bed. Lying on her tummy, thick thighs spread slightly and magnificent booty pointing straight at heaven, from whence it clearly came. Lying there just like she...
It was a quiet Saturday night. The station was quiet. One of the two patrol cars was out cruising main street watching out for drunks. Sergeant Margaret O'Hannon was on duty on the front desk. At thirty, she was an attractive woman with short dark hair and a toned curvy figure. She found men were often intimidated at the thought of dating a police woman and...
CHAPTER 1 Nigel Summers hurt. Finding out your choice of woman doesn't love you anymore -- if she ever did -- hurts. Being divorced by her hurts. He fucking hurt all over. He'd lost his job -- he'd become too sad-faced and was depressing his team said the boss when firing him. Surprisingly Nigel didn't have time to brood or run in front of an eighteen-whee...
CHAPTER 1 Cliff Cross was preparing to sail up the coast of the French South Pacific territory of New Caledonia and was in port in the capital of Noumea topping up with diesel and water. He'd been ten weeks sailing up the Australian northeast coast visiting places and then crossing the Coral Sea attempting to find adventure and caught the attention of a n...
My wife's father was a very successful banker. In his heart, however, he was a long haul trucker. She grew up listening to C. W. McCall's Convoy and watching Burt Reynold's Smokey and the Bandit. The family even watched the offshoots such as Kristofferson and Ali McGraw's Convoy and the continuation of the Bandit series, that would have been difficult for an...
The flight left the mainland in the midst of storm, the takeoff and following ascent to cruising altitude was bumpy. The man did not ordinarily enjoy such travel but he found that being clutched at by the petite brunette in the seat beside him did alleviate any overt distress. For her part, the petite brunette woman wasn't as nervous as she let on but did...
Peter cannot believe how this evening has turned out, he was hardly ever invited to any of the popular parties, but here he was, dancing with one of the most popular and sexy girls in his year at college, Nikki Ashby, long black hair, green eyes, large soft breasts and a sexy, aloof, air. Even as they dance, she hangs back, checking her phone and chewing b...
A buddy and I were cruising in my old convertible (top up) in a huge state park for the first time looking for the Frisbee golf course. With plenty of cold beer but no herb, we were a bit out of sorts, as Frisbee and ganja go together like bacon and eggs. I'm driving on this deserted stretch of two-lane highway when we passed this chick slowly ambling along...