This story is a submission to the sixth Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC) and a tribute to the founder of FAWC, slyc_willie, who we lost unexpectedly in October 2015. The true author of this story is kept anonymous until the end of the competition. Authors base their story on a list of four items. Their choices included the following letters: S L Y...
I just want to go on record right now, in front of God and everybody, that I never, ever planned it to wind up the way it did. Things just happened. In the end, though, I'm glad it all worked out. See, Jared and I always wanted to play basketball. He was too skinny and I was too short for football, and neither one of us could throw or hit or run very well...
(In the 1950s it was Coopers Jockey Y Fronts that were the fashion statement in male underwear. Goggle, and explore what I mean. They were high waisted. They did not sit on the man's hips but rode higher than the navel. A big Y shaped opening on the front was their hallmark. Elastic kept the legs tight- until they got old and worn and the elastic became infi...
The long version. Probably has some typos. I'll fix later. *** From the darkened kitchen, I had a pretty unobstructed view of the goings on in the living room. One young guy was seated in a comfy chair against the far wall. On either side of him there was a matching chair and another man sat in each. The chairs appeared to have been arranged for just this...
At six o'clock, the doorbell rang and Ted moved to open the door. Diane and Dave stood on the front step with a bottle of wine and smiles from ear to ear. For a split second, Ted couldn't move. Diane was wearing a see-through blouse without a bra and a short skirt that barely covered her cunt. Dave noticed the stunned look on Ted's face and eased open the co...
Jennifer and David were in their late 30's, very late 30's, actually maybe crossing into their 40's. They never had children. Each of them had a serious routine of fitness and appreciated each other's efforts. Her size 6, D cup frame got attention whenever she was out. It was topped off with very shiny shoulder length brunette locks and emerald green eyes. D...
Hello. I am Alicia, from my husband's stories "My Modest Wife, the Exhibitionist (Parts 1 through 4). I was a bit peeved at him, at first, for posting those stories, because he only told me about it afterward. But upon reflection, I rather like being introduced to you through his eyes, so now I will elaborate about my true nature. I am not so modest as h...
This is a fictional account with everyone over eighteen. ********************************* We didn't talk much on the ride back home, but Anna did manage to get her hand back up my pant leg. She especially teased me when we had to stop for a light. We'd lean together and kiss as her fingers caressed the growing head of my cock. By the time we arrived home...
Hi folks, just a fun little vignette based on a real life experience, and considerably embellished, of course. Thanks to Britease for reviewing and editing this work. ***** I was in Las Vegas with my wife of three years, Leanna. She and I had eaten a late lunch and we were wandering hand in hand through the bar area of one of the major hotels. Then there...
Author's Note: Feedback to help me grow is always welcome, and you can chuck me some stars too if you feel so inclined. For the cherubs who still message me about Summing the Incubus, I've decided earlier in the year to finish the entire story before publishing any more of the chapters. This should mean that once I do start putting them up, you won't be wa...