Shannon Brennan was a handful. The pretty 63-year-old blonde was best friends with Terry's grandmother, Linda, and would often drop by unannounced for a "quick little drink," as she'd put it, which was anything but quick or little, pounding down scotch by the glassful and staying longer than Terry or his grandmother would like. The 19-year-old college stude...
Chapter 1 It all started when I turned 15. My mom and dad were getting divorced and my grandmother told my mom that I was going with her to camp for my birthday. I didn' t want to go. I didn't want to do anything, least of all spend time with a bunch of screaming girls. Grandma explained that it wasn't that kind of a camp. It was a private camp, for familie...
"Patrick! Wait for me!" Lena was running after me in the halls of the Economics building. I picked up my pace, trying to ignore her. It was after Christmas break, and I dreaded this meeting. "Patrick! Why are you so angry?" I spun around, "Are you kidding me? You LITERALLY had me fucking your grandma last semester. You two are sick and twisted." "No, Pat...
Maybe, she triggered something in her Dad when she admitted that she never had so much cum in her mouth at one time, meaning that this certainly wasn't the first time that his not so virginal daughter had given a blowjob and had a man cum in her mouth. Maybe, he had suspected her passion for football was, indeed, deeper than the game and that she had been do...
In a land far away and long. long ago there in a small village close by the great wood there lived a girl called Elaine. She lived with her step mother who was surprisingly, and against all the odds in a fairy tale, not wicked. Elaine, and many of the local woodcutters did notice however that her step mother had a wicked grin and equally wicked curves whic...
Our Last Day of School. I can't believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea,...
It was only a summer job for Ken Lanzi in the summer of 1970, delivering prescriptions in a beat up old VW bug with a giant pill bottle on the roof. It was easy money and it was fun to drive around all day in a car that he enjoyed beating into the ground, but one day it became something totally different. ********* Chapter One: Summer in the city. It was...
Josh rounded the corner and sprinted cooled down with a light jog to his house. "Ohaio gozaimasu, Joshua san." Smiling, Josh waved to the two girls on their way to school. Like all school girls, their uniform was a plaid skirt and a black blazer over a white shirt with a thin red bow tie at the neck. "Ohaio," Josh replied. "Gombate, neh." Josh's smile wi...
Drawing Close My name is Silky. I'm 18, and I have a story to tell. When I was a child, my saintly grandmother would coerce me into naps by "drawing" pictures on my back with her gnarled and arthritic fingers. I would stretch out on the porch swing with my head in her lap, and her fingertips would delicately trace out airplanes and dragons, warriors and ma...
Ruth arrived home from work that Friday, the ninth, at 6:35 and after checking her three messages—mother, office, mother—she grabbed a cold Yuengling and spread her mail out on the kitchen counter and started sifting through it. It had been a long miserable day at the end of a long miserable week. Michael left for the conference on Monday and was supposed...