[I have been asked ... over ... and over ... and over again, (how flattering!), to write a new strip poker story, with new characters, and a new situation. The story got off to a quick start, but then I just couldn't come up with any ideas about how to end it, because I wasn't happy repeating some of the situations from my Proper Rules series. And then ... a...
Sandy is the girl I had always fantasized about. She was the girl next door type, but the girl you always wished lived next door rather than the one who really did. She has natural blonde hair that she almost always keeps in a a ponytail. Sandy is athletic, working out a few times a week so she has a nice tight body. Not big tits, but firm, with beautiful le...
I had known Amy since she was in high school. We met while teaching swimming lessons together during the spring. Amy was hired because she was on the synchronized swimming team and I was hired to teach swimming lessons because I was a swimming coach during the winter. It had been a several years since we had seen or heard from each other. During this hiatus...
Part 5: Chuck the black intern plays with Sharon. This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. Oct 10/25/08 7:24 PM Sharon, Your pool game account was very interesting. I'll have some quest...
It has been said that everything in life begins with an idea, and dies with an opinion. With that in mind, we decided to stick to good ideas. We had met right as we both graduated high school. His name was Matt, and he was my partner. To say the least, I wouldn't have touched him with a fifty foot pole if he had asked me to. We weren't partners in the sexual...
Note: I am not the original author(s) of this story, though I may add to it once I finish transferring over the original story. I am moving this story over from editthis for the better functionality of chyoa. I am editing the chapters as I move them over, so some chapters may be combined or eliminated based on the new format. I have made the following change...
The music was blasting from the old stereo they had set up on the back porch of the tiny cottage. It had been several years since they had all been together, celebrating like this. When they had been in high school, these Friday night parties had been a given. Everyone knew that Brittany's father left the house at promptly 6:30p.m on Friday's to make his shi...
{[email protected] Game = true} *please start game mode*{endif} You sure you want to do this my phone buzzed on my dresser as my friend Susan messaged me Ya im sure it's only a weekend right I replied trying to show some level of confidence. You know the kinds of things that happen there right? I know, but ive literally done nothing my entire high scho...
I sat at the hotel bar, sipping my second whiskey sour, and checking my twelve-year-old daughter's homework on my Chromebook, with her on Discord. It was Happy Hour, and the bar was pretty crowded. I had taken a stool at the far end, leaving a couple of empty seats when I arrived. I liked to unwind a little after a long day of meetings, when on the road. I h...
Note: This is an introduction to a group of people who have found a very friendly way to live. They have traveled many different roads to arrive at this point in their lives. If there is enough response, I have written about some of those past routes. However, since some of them take place quite a bit earlier in the protagonist's lives, they would not be sui...