Dwayne started hanging out with us when I was 18. He was older than us - 28 - but he came across as someone our age. Because he was older a lot of us guys sort of hero- worshipped him - me included. So naturally I was flattered when he began to spend a lot of attention on me in particular. The guys I hung out with were a little wary of Dwayne, because he w...
Author's Note: This story stands alone, but contains characters from another story of mine, "The Fiance And The Fitness Instructor". Inspiration for this story came from another called "Kimmie's Conversion" by Loadjunkie. "All you have to do is wear this every night for a month," said Dr Conger. Trisha reached out and took the device. It was pretty simple,...
I had seen the girl before of course, twenty-three year old guys have a sort of natural radar that can pick up on women anywhere in their vicinity, but I had never really met her. She had caught my attention at a distance a few times the way anything even remotely female does. She was the girlfriend or fiancée of the son of the rancher down the road from the...
"Shit!" I yelled as I heard the squeal of brakes, followed by a crunch and clatter behind me. "Shit, Shit, Shit, just what I fucking need." I looked in the side mirror on the drivers side, nothing. The other mirror didn't reveal anything either. The rear view mirror was rendered useless by the giant box in the bed of the dump truck. I pulled on the emergency...
Author's note: WARNING: There is the tiniest touch of reluctance/non-consent and scat in this chapter. Oddly, I don't like either much, but they were necessary for the evolution of the plot. As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in sear...
This was the first time my husband Todd and I were on vacation without our kids in tow. We were staying at a nice beach resort in the Bahamas. It was gorgeous, calm, and relaxing. After two days of doing nothing but swimming and shopping, we met a nice couple about our same age, mid to late forties: Mike and Jen. They were from the west side of Florida, whil...
Author's note: "Sharing My Wife Amanda" has been near and dear to my heart. Thank you SO much for investing your time in this series and, ultimately, in my wife whom these stories have been based on and dedicated to. Special shout-outs to TR and William for your friendship and inspiration, to Mace for being such an avid/rabid fan, and, lastly, to Goddes...
Introduction Vacations had come far too rarely for Kris and I over the five years we had been married. Life seemed always to get in the way. We both worked full time in a demanding industry and we had a three year old to care for so finding time for each other was sometimes difficult. On top of all this, we had recently made a move to the Pacific Northwest...
Kat was bored. At nineteen, most of her friends were in college, but Kat hadn't yet decided what to do with her life. Spending the dreary day wandering around the local park wasn't much fun. Light drops had fallen on and off all day, and the grey, swollen, afternoon sky threatened rain. So far though, it hadn't made good on that promise. It was chilly day...
The strip club was situated in a very rough part of town, and I felt a little nervous as we queued up to get in. There were two big shaven-headed bouncers on the door, and they both grinned when my sister told them about my kissing quest. "It's her wedding day tomorrow, and she has to kiss a hundred men tonight." Both men leered at me, and the bigger of t...