Chapter – 1 The Beginning Day one of their journey through school they met; Kim Driver one of prettiest girls, the most athletic and the toughest kid in kindergarten, Ron Clark squirt kid afraid of nothing, tried anything but always got hurt and Lori Ferst little princess, teachers pet and didn't like to get dirty. They hit it off and became friends. Ron lo...
She stood at her back door, looking across the slight roll of the hills that made up her neighborhood. Or development, whatever they where called nowadays. That was the problem, he had claimed last night, that they where changing what everything was called, and fucking it up in the process. What a interesting choice of words, considering what they had been d...
This story is by all accounts pretty amateurish but I dig chicks taking unrealistic cocks. Thanks for reading! * The past two weeks with Mick were kind of a whirlwind. Meeting at the college library led to dinner which led to making out at the college library which led to a couple of dates which led to... Well, you get the idea. Ultimately it led up to thi...
"Hey birthday boy," Leticia sidled up unexpectedly. "Tongue fuck your ass for a quarter?" Kyle choked on his Dew and sputtered, "Excuse me?" She broke into a snorting giggle, "Sorry, inside joke. Still skipping work to go camping this weekend, right? It's gonna be so awesome!" He found it hard to believe this total nerd would know how to have fun. Kyle...
It was a perfectly lousy time for the elevators to be broken down. It was easily ninety outside, and in the un-air-conditioned stairwell, it had to be a hundred or more. It was just plain stifling. I was beginning to question my decision to get a cup of coffee and Danish from the little shop in the lobby. I was almost to the second floor landing when the doo...
Chapter Seven - The Day After and Beyond Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment and vote. If not choose another story more to your tastes. This Chapter is the seventh in this series. Please read the preceding chapters for co...
I drove a yellow taxi in New York long before Uber, Lyft, Juno and so forth made the whole thing so app based. You had to hustle out there and know where to find passengers on your own. Also, there was no GPS to help you navigate. I had a map unfolded on the front seat and other maps in my bag. Our fleet was mostly Checkers, but we had one Chevrolet Impala...
It was another lonely night in our townhouse condo. My husband as usual was gone for a few days because of work leaving me alone to do nothing but watch TV. My boredom was unbearable. This was soon to change. Before I go into the story let me explain a little about myself. My name is Marisa. I am 26 and have been married now to my husband John for four years...
I'm wearing my "Natasha" costume as I get into the cab you called to pick me up at the hotel. It took me a while to get all my long blonde hair tucked under the glossy black Dutch boy wig, though the raspberry beret helps. Though it's a bit hard to see with the sunglasses on at night, I can see well enough to notices that the driver seems to appreciate the r...
OK, I'm going for the last place prize. The night hung over me like a cloak. Not that I need the dark to hide in for I'm as formless as the clouds; but, like a cloud, I do exist. My preferred hunting grounds are places where a lot of you gather -- Shopping malls; office blocks; sports stadia, anywhere there's a crowd and plenty of choice. I let myself drift...