Friday night, Bobby went to a school dance in the high school gym. Even though he went alone, he was having a very good time. Kim and Desiree were both there, so there were at least two girls who were willing to dance with him. That was a new experience for Bobby. The year before, he'd been thinking about not going to dances any more because none of the girl...
I smiled a huge greeting, wrapped my arms around his neck as soon as he came in. I pressed myself up against him, the nudge of his cock told me I was doing the right thing. "You," I murmured into his ear "are in for the weekend of your life." It was Friday night. I had prepared dinner, a salad, I wanted it light. I fussed around him. I was dressed to kill,...
Mel just wanted to leave gracefully. The bar wasn't overly crowded and most of the patrons were well behaved and reasonably up market, but she'd had work-related engagements every other night this week and would have rather gone home to a hot bubble bath and a cold glass of white wine. Instead, she was being "entertained" by two increasingly drunk associate...
Starkly threw back the door that lead to the bunks of the crew. The hag was there bent over a battered sea chest. Her wrists were bound behind her back and two seamen were pummeling her fore and aft like a child's seesaw. One would slam into her pussy and drive her gaping mouth onto the shaft of the other sailor. The woman looked wretched in distress as her...
Sorry this is taking so long. I have had so many unexpected things happen over the last few months. Also, I am still unsure of the direction of this story which makes it hard to write, even when I do have time. I am trying to avoid falling into what I call "Batman Syndrome", which is when the character is surviving when he should quite obviously be dead. I a...
I was a bit early. Forty-five minutes to be exact. But I'd done that on purpose. The listing I was interested in was clear across town from where I currently lived. Not only was I unfamiliar with the area, as far as ever having gone there to see it, I wanted to get a look at the place from the outside myself first. If I didn't like the way it looked from the...
Ellen emerged from the bath water, wrapped herself in a towel and stood before the full length mirror. She gently towel dried her hair and let it tumble down her shoulders in damp curls. She let the towel drop to the floor, and studied her curves in the mirror, ran her hands down her smooth thighs. She was pleased with the progress from all the running, she...
Some things never cease to amaze me; some things good and some bad. Following encounters with my sexy housemate Imogen and her delicious soiled undies, I was sitting around talking with her and another housemate some weeks later when something happened which I could never have dreamed of. I still don't even know how it came up but we somehow ended up talki...
Prologue: Cougar Ridge Subdivision is an imaginary place full of imagined people performing imagined acts. None of the stories are true and all names are fictitious. I have a handful of chapters completed, a few being worked on, and a number that exist only as ideas. Most of my characters, with some exceptions, are middle aged or older. I've written these li...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. This story is intended for the entertainment of adults only. This story and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Feedback welcome and appreciated! ***** We had been together for a little over two months when my 20-year-old girlfri...