He sat in the old swing on his back porch and looked out across the back lawn. It was only a few years ago that he used to sit in that same swing and look out at the sea from his front porch on the island. He loved old porch swings. So many memories could be made and relived in them. Tonight his mind went to little mountain town, reliving precious moments....
I've never written a story here, but I have read a few and I wanted to share this one with you. This story is true... totally unexpected, but definitely a fantasy come true for me. I'm Jack, I am 35 years old and I'm a personal trainer – I'm 6', 180, pretty good shape. I have a lot of clients – both men and women, who are also in pretty good shape, some...
The Third in a Series of True Stories Susan and I remained friends with Roberta, stopping by at all hours of the day or night. Roberta stayed with us often; the three of us were practically inseparable. Susan, Roberta and I stayed in shape at the gym, going at least five days a week, biking together occasionally, we went kayaking once, and usually had three...
"Hey, babe" My husband of four years was calling. "What's up?" I said. Hoping he was going to tell me he was taking me out to dinner. "How about so fun tonight? I've got to go to a meeting about Ted's baseball team and then I thought we might meet at O'Charley's for dinner and then do something nasty." "Nasty as in what?" I said with a grin on my face....
The life of a werewolf is a dangerous and thrilling thing. Trust me, I know. My name is Harold Rameau. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man of Haitian descent living in Boston, Massachusetts. I've been a wolfman my entire life. Please don't be frightened. I'm not here to eat you. I'm just a guy with a story to share, that's all. The story I'm about to sh...
Some years ago when I was a senior in college, I wanted to get my girlfriend, Gina, something special for Valentine's Day. Gina had a very earthy quality about her. She wasn't blond, bony and plastic like so many mass produced Barbies. Although she was born in New York, her Italian heritage shown through as if she had just stepped off a ship from Milan. Her...
As she carried the final box up the long three flights of stairs, Gwen's fatigue started to disappear. She and Trent had been together for a year and a half, and were only now getting their own apartment. "Finally," she thought to herself, "no more stupid roomates." The thought of taking long baths whenever she wanted, walking around naked again, and not hav...
Blowing out the candles that were surrounding the bathtub, she stood up and grabbed her towel. Her hands slowly eased the hard fabric over her soft flesh, drying and temporarily cooling her heated skin. She wrapped the towel around her body and stepped out of the tub, before slowly walking into the bedroom. Tonight she would surrender all to him. She smiled,...
It wasn't that she was a bad girl, although she was known to have some wild times. Raylyn was your average party girl, just out looking for a good time. She may have been average in her style of partying, but her looks were all her own. She was 5'3", long brown hair, tight ass, and perky 34DD's to top it all off. Even with her looks and wild side she didn't...
Chapter 4 – Exploring Something New I was so horny after being fucked in the ass and swallowing some strangers cum, that I called the number as soon as I left the bar. A female voice answered. 'Hello?' 'Um, Hi. Er... I was given your number by someone I met. He said that you, um, specialise in giving relief?' Fuck me I was nervous. 'I take it you are wea...