Wearing only her bra and skimpy panties she watches from her upstairs bedroom window as her grandmother struggles unloading her groceries from the back of her car. Grandma opens the hatch and tries to gather all the plastic bags by looping her fingers through the flimsy handles of the bags. Something slips and two cans roll out of the bags onto the driveway....
Doggy-Style in the Pussy Cat (or Lick, Pussy! Lick! Lick!) No one ever believes my story. But, hey! Who cares? I'm content to enjoy the memory myself. 'Twas my third year in Phi Beta Kappa, the days when Big Daddy ruled the House. Big Daddy? He really doesn't need any description. It's suffice to say that he lived to perfect the fraternity stereotype. H...
Exposed to the hard spattering of raindrops, I had never been smaller than at my grandmother's graveside. Grandma Carolina Haverton MacKinley herself was small next to my great grandmother, Helen Haverton, who took "Haverton-Gibson" as her married name. Grandma Helen worked her husband, an architect, to found a construction and real estate empire. She began...
~*~ Lilliahna ~*~ I woke up to Isabella's crying at half past six the next morning. Zac was beginning to stir so I told him to go back to sleep and got her up. I changed her nappy and went out into the kitchen to give her breakfast while I got myself a cup of coffee to wake up. I went into my purse and found two ten dollar notes and luckily enough, in Zac...
I'd like to thank QHML1 for inviting me to participate in the Welcome to the New World story event. When you have a chance, please take a look at some of the other event submissions. Writers more talented than I have entered stories that I look forward to enjoying. The Peasants are Revolting She was overwhelmed by his cologne and personal scent as he pushe...
"Mine were an old people, and were old even when this land was settled. And now they were scattered, and shared only the rituals of mysteries that none living could understand. I was the only one who came back that night to the old town as legend bade, for only the poor and the lonely remember." -H.P. Lovecraft, "The Festival" *** I never knew what led my...
A Modern Family - The Beginning Mom and dad met in high school. Mom was a cheerleader, tennis, volleyball, basketball player, track star and musician; dad a star tennis, football, basketball, baseball player, track and field athlete. He also played guitar. On their first date, both of them just turned 18, they got carried away in their lust. They gave in...
Erotic Fairy Tales Chapter 1: Little Red Riding Wood Red sighed as she looked in the mirror at her body clad only in matching lacy crimson bra and panties. Her 19-year-old form was way past the stage when she could be referred to as 'Little Red Riding Hood', she had always preferred the simpler 'Red' anyway. It was a beautiful day outside as Red turned from...
What am I going to do with myself? That's what I wondered as I sat inside the food court of the Saint Laurent Mall in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Of all the sexy ladies of all hues walking by, why is it that only SHE arouses me? I don't frigging know. All I know is that what I'm feeling isn't normal. And I consider myself a pretty normal guy. My name is Art...
Reckless, sleepless behavior is what I'm given to these days. Hi, my name is Frank. I love my life on the family farm here in Alberta. Summers are great, winters give me time to think, and the moderate times between are the best of days. All my days here with Grandma and Grandpa are beautiful. In full truth, they are the only folks I've ever valued or cared...