Waking up sometime later and remembering everything Grandma told me I was still exhausted and overwhelmed as I made my way into shower and dress. I opted for basic day wear clothing donning jeans and a light pink sweatshirt over my matching beige panty and bra, wearing no hosiery or socks as I slid into some straw colored canvas espadrilles giving me a littl...
A romantic gay fantasy (Readers should be aware that this story involves gay male incest and group sex.) My grandpa was chopping logs in the yard. It was a hot day and he had placed his shirt over a tree branch. The sweat was running down between his magnificent pecs and shining in the channel which led down to his belly button and beyond. He saw me stan...
When I woke up the next morning, I could hear a commotion coming from the kitchen. I got up and went to see what was going on. When I entered the kitchen, I found Grandpa and some other people talking. Grandpa noticed me and said, "There you are Clay, come on in and get some breakfast." As I pulled out a chair and sat down, Grandpa continued, "Do you remembe...
“Hi Mr. Mills” “Hi Heather how are you today?” “Not very good... Both of my parents are out of town an the pump of our the swimming pool isn’t working.” “Would you like me to take a look at it Heather?” “Oh would you Mr.Mills?" “Heather, you can call me grandpa. After all that’s what I am and all the young people in the neighborhood call me grandpa too.” “Oh...
You know when people die, they have an orgasm! These were the very first words in Rachel’s story for Professor Burr. She had written it late last night, “and the idea was a brilliant one”, she thought. The young, very sensual women lived the adage that one should write from their own experiences. And indeed, a dead person having an orgasm was one of her exp...
(Author's note: this story is partly about the "girl cooking" fetish which to me is both hilarious and sexy but if it turns you off, this is your warning to stop here. Otherwise, I hope you like it.) Two weeks after my 18th birthday Daddy ran off with his secretary and I moved in with his parents, my Grandpa Abner and Grandma Lucy. Mom came right after...
The next morning we had breakfast with Grandpa. Just as we were almost finished, I asked him, "So what are the plans for today? I was figuring on working on the two new wagons to get them ready to use for my next rounds of all the nearby towns. Staying in hotels and eating in restaurants is getting too expensive." Grandpa became grim as he spoke, "I thought...
Several authors are coming out with stories based on the song, "This Bed Of Rose's." There are two main versions of this song, one by Tanya Tucker with the main character (other than Rose) being a young girl and a version by The Statler Brothers with the main character a young man. Having a choice of male or female for the main character offers many options...
I know that I announced a while ago that I probably would not be posting any more stories on this site, but a combination of factors has changed that decision. For the past couple of weeks, a story idea had been rattling around in my head that I couldn't get rid of. This, combined with weeks of cold, wet, and miserable weather, when I couldn't do any outside...
When I got up the next morning just as daylight was starting to lighten the eastern skyline, I was anxious to get started on the two gypsy caravans. However, my ladies quickly let me know that they had other plans for me. As I was about to sit down to breakfast, Running Deer said, "We will need meat for the coming winter. You need to hunt so we can stock u...