9:30. The alarm clock buzzed loudly, interrupting Skyler's sleep. She awoke, sat up, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Yay. Thursday. More school" she said mockingly to no one in particular. She got up and went about her morning routine: shower, brush teeth while in shower, dress, eat. Skyler really had to get her ass in gear if she wanted to maintain h...
I fumbled in my bag for my timetable; unable to remember what class I had next. It was my last year in high school; I had turned 18 the day before returning. It was strange coming back to the school I'd been at since I was five, as the oldest. By that, I don't mean the oldest in the school, although I was pretty close. I'd found out a few years previous that...
Disclaimer: This story is NOT based on the Girl’s Gone Wild videos. I do not own the material from popular commercials that I have used in this story. This story is not related to those companies. I do not own the song Windy sung by Association. Note: This is my first attempt at humor. This story is kind of silly and is not meant to be taken seriously. Just...
The Rolls and the Pipe: Chapter 3 Chapter 3 of The Rolls and the Pipe is here. It's a dual perspective piece, and therefore will be a bit longer than the other two chapters. Things might get a bit steamier in this chapter than the other two, but as I write this, I don't know. Words flow from me and onto my keyboard, resulting in text on the computer monitor...
Despite the many years since I had last felt that touch, I knew instantly that it was Traci's hand resting on my upper arm as she came around from behind me and sat down next to me at the table. Up until then I had been sitting alone at the groom's family table at the wedding reception for my oldest grandson, married earlier that day. I had slipped in to t...
Okay, everyone, so sorry I haven't posted in a few months, but things got a little hectic, had to find a new job, etc. But I'm back now and I will try to post regularly, at least once a week. Sorry if this chapter isn't as hot as the previous two, but here it is. ***** 'Why me, just why fucking me?' Those were Kimmy's thoughts as she aimlessly twirled a p...
Journal Entry: Saturday, June 3, 1989-Jane I'm posting some of the journal entries from my college years. In case you were wondering the stories are true. For those of you keeping score at home this would be #7 in the series. 1-6 are posted. Cheers! * I was taking summer classes to try and catch up but spent most of my weekends at home. Pete and Steve we...
Parts of this story are true. It was written to be entertaining. If you don't like the subject of a cheating girlfriend, don't read this story. I do not need your moral judgments. We all learn lessons in life by our experiences. Do not cast a stone unless you are sinless yourself. I don't fancy myself a writer!! Please don't call me a slut. Maybe you can't r...
A note from the author: After being a fan of this site for some time now, I thought it would be fun to write about some of the relatively unique experiences that I've been fortunate enough to enjoy. For the most part, everything I'll write happened as I describe, except that I've changed a few names and minor details to keep everyone involved anonymous. Whil...
When I was in high school, I didn't have much success with girls. The good news was I wasn't a virgin, but that bad news was I wasn't much better. I had only been with two girls during those four years, and both times were less than spectacular. I wasn't small or anything like that, but the sex just seemed disappointing. I may have had a little more success...