(This is dedicated to my Princess, my encourager and my editoress.) * Some people would say that Paul Steele was destined to become a mechanic - or something of a similar nature -- from a very early age. If I tell you about him, you'll see why.... Imagine the horror of his parents when their little three-year-old took the new toy car they had given him as...
The woman didn't just enter the restaurant where I was having lunch; she swept into it, filling it with a sudden infusion of energy. She walked up to the table where the two ladies she was meeting had been sitting – she was fashionably late – greeted them warmly, then headed to the ladies room. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her as she walked by my table....
This story takes place in 1978, twenty years before "The Heart Shaped Pendant." It was an early October night, a warm Indian summer indulgence. I reclined on a lawn chair in my back yard with a cold lemonade next to me, basking in the southern zephyrs wearing only my shorts. It was a night to celebrate: my latest book, an adventure novel, had just made the...
Southern cutie balls a black stud and his virgin teen nephew During the half hour drive to pick up Jeff's nephew, my semi-impaired wife somehow managed to complete her hot pink ensemble by applying a surprisingly neat coat of frosted pink nail polish in the big back seat of our nearly new Cadillac sedan bracing her hands on the large center armrest. A half...
[This is a National Nude Day 2017 entry which was inspired by a post on a TruthOrDare site. A woman sent in a photo of her, naked in a Vegas window facing the town. That didn't do it. Her story of oral sex both ways on the hotel elevator fired up images and stories about exhibiting and sex.] * Mario and Maria invited perv . . . uhm, unsuspecting prospects...
Authors note: This story is about teasing, but it's also about relinquishing control and giving another person the responsibility for your own pleasure. It's about respecting another completely and absolute trust. It is NOT about control, or pain, or humiliation. I am not part of the BSDM community and I make no claims that this is how things happen within t...
Chapter Thirty-seven Vaginas are made to be fucked by one erect penis not four fingers; their flexible entrances recover quickly after being penetrated by even the largest cock but despite its capacious size, Pete’s forceful fingers had taken mine up to, if not quite beyond its elastic limit. Anuses of course, aren’t made to be fucked at all. Anuses can ta...
All things considered, things hadn't turned out to badly for Clare. She still missed Roger on occasion, but those occasions were few, and she'd found that most of what she missed about him could easily be supplied by the men she picked up in the bars and supper clubs that surrounded Hidden Lake, and in a quantity and quality far more to her liking than anyth...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** It was early on a Saturday morning. Ruth McKenna woke up slowly and peacefully. As she woke more she found that she could not move her arms. Still half asleep, Ruth tried to move and then she came awake rapidly. She couldn't move! Her arms and legs were secured to the bed somehow....
My name's Jakki Noble, and I'm a stand-up comedian. Well, actually I work in a government office in South London, and do stand-up in my spare time. I'm quite well-known on the circuit, and I'm on first-name terms with some of the biggest names in the business. I've done a show at the Edinburgh Fringe for the last four years; it always costs me a lot more set...