He almost missed her. It took a few seconds before she registered, a pale girl in Daisy Dukes and a light halter top, with her thumb out. Nothing short of crazy on this cold October night. Billy Ray Thomas ("Zeus" to his friends) slammed on the brakes of his pickup truck, almost spinning over the cliff. He backed up cautiously and watched the girl walk braz...
As I came out into the dark parking lot I looked for other vehicles. I was now scared to get into any of them, but too embarrassed to call a friend to have her pick me up. I noticed the driver walk up to me, and in a very friendly tone asked me if I was feeling OK. “Yes,” I lied and looked down. I looked up at him. For reasons I can’t explain, after che...
I'd been hitchhiking for three days when I decided I needed to finally stop and take a break. I was eighteen and just out of high school and it was the summer before I was supposed to go off to college and start a new life. I figured this would be one of the last times in my life that I would be truly free, so I decided to hitchhike across the country and se...
Lying in bed with Jack, Caitlin was glowing in the afterlight of a night full of stars and fireworks. She could not believe how good she felt, how full of joy and excitement. 'I never thought sex could so...fulfilling,' she thought with wonder. 'I never thought that I could feel so free, so sexy, and so comfortable.' She enjoyed Jack's gentle teasing after...
As the day began to wind down, Eric found himself between the last little town he passed through and Heightsville, Indiana. When he set out on his cross country journey hitchhiking instead of traveling by car, bus or plane, he had promised himself he wouldn't get caught late in the day out on the road in the middle of nowhere. He had stopped for a meal at a...
Author's Note: My stories are about sex and drugs in the late 1970's and early 1980's; long before AIDS, which put a halt to our lifestyle. I certainly wouldn't condone doing anything like what we did in the past now. These days unprotected sex, drugs, or throwing vibrator batteries in with the trash is dangerous and should be discouraged. If this upsets yo...
Author's note: This story combines experiences from many different aspects of different people's lives. Many of the characters in the story are based on real people, but all names have been changed and locations anonymized. Its writing was prompted by listening to Gordon Lightfoot singing 'Home from the Forest', some of the lyrics from which are incorpora...
The year was 1974. Rhett Ballard, like an arrow against the wind, tilted his Harley chopper towards the approaching bend, watching more of the Sonora desert, wildly greened with cactus bushes, roughed up with rocks, come hurtling towards him. Air frantically combed his shoulder length black hair, beard, and glided smoothly across the chrome plating of his Ha...
You can tell. From the first glance. The first eye contact. It's there or it's not. If it is, that glance is all you need. On both sides. Decided already -- you're going to fuck. Just a matter of time, just a matter of letting the right place and the right time appear. She was there. Our eyes locked. There was no doubt from that point forward. Just a matter...
Part 1. My forty year old Hot Wife Brandi and I enjoy a fulfilling swinging sex life that has brought us closer than ever imagined. Brandi is 5' 8" tall with 38d tits a tight ass on a killer body with long muscular legs. Everyone that sees her wants to fuck her. I usually write about our experiences sharing her with other men since that turns me on more tha...