The Chapman farm in the sleepy town of Clinton in upstate New York was a modest operation back in the late 60's, but while the family members did most of the work during the year, come harvest time they needed to hire some outside help. There were a number of such workers who made a circuit of the area farms each summer, usually going back to the same place...
Along with a bunch of old porn magazines and Beta tapes I found in a storage locker was this journal written in my a man with amazing penmanship, which made reading the fading ink a lot easier than you would think for something 40 years old and kept in a dusty box. I have no idea who this guy was, but I like his style. Here's a entry I particularly enjoyed...
Well a few years back we were talking about our fantasies, and I told her about having a threesome with someone. At that time it was totally out of the question. She married her first husband a virgin, and I was the second guy she has ever been with. But I kind of kept the idea going with a bit of role playing. After sometime she thought of someone she wou...
I was in desperate need of a large sum of money very quickly. Having received notice from my university that if I did not pay the remainder of my tuition in full within two weeks, my credits would be frozen and I could not enroll in classes for my final semester, I went to philosophy class crying and distracted. After class, Professor Rhodes pulled me aside...
(All characters depicted in any form of sexual activity are 18 years of age or older) I would like to thank my editor Todger65 Chapter 1: Finding the Ring It all started because of a simple every day event. You see my mom's birthday was in a few days and I wanted to get her something special. My mom has always loved antiques so I thought I'd go to a few a...
Kari sighed when she looked at the Halloween invitation. Probably the same stupid frat friends of Jay's! Gina promised it wasn't going to be the same guys at their Labor Day barbecue. There would be some cute guys, and they were single! "Please, it won't be the same without you!" Gina pleaded. "And I need you to help me with the rum punch." Kari was out...
Sarah's Husband I was nineteen sitting at a table of other nineteen-year-old degenerates. We sat outside, drank rounds of coke, and everyone had their Marlboro packs obscuring the red and white striped table cloth. I ordered a TGIF burger, greasy, a favorite. My body had a secret inside shimmering of nerves, dehydration, and malnutrition from last night's k...
It might have been the Boone's Farm... that loosened my tongue that afternoon, but whatever the reason, those were the first words I said to the young woman who was working at the concession stand at the local ball park, which was hosting an concert for the first time. Along with my friends, we had shared a couple of bottles of the cheap wine in the woods...
It started with a flyer, posted up on the school's bulletin board. Prom was coming up, the magically pageant event in which all the seniors get to pay an extremely high price to simply come to school all dressed up and dance. I don't understand the point, if people wanted to go dress up and dance, there were places in town they could go for a much cheaper co...
Before I get back to the story I started a couple of months back I thought I might address some of the comments I've received on the first story. Yes, it is possible to go to nude beaches and never see anything sexual happen, much less a story like my last. However, any nude beach regular will tell you that there can be nothing more than volleyball games goi...