Diana opened the new prescription and took one of the tiny pills and placed it on her tongue while reaching over to pick up the small glass of water and swallowed the little pill down her throat. Diana opened the kitchen cabinet placing the little packet of pills on the cabinet shelve before heading back into the bedroom. The prescription of birth control p...
Dear readers, I apologize for taking so long to post this chapter. I hope the following chapters go more smoothly. After a steak with baked potato, corn on the cob and all the trimmings, plus Cindy's special coffee, Ken was ready for more and so was everyone else. Peggy wouldn't leave his side all through dinner. Ken wondered how she'd feel Monday morni...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
At half past two on a sunny afternoon the four teens departed the city, heading for a campground located on the south fork of the Snoqualmie River. Known as Tinkham, the camping spot was 40 minutes outside of Seattle - a straight shot down Interstate 90 before reaching exit 42. With only two days left of their two-week trip, the four teens had decided to s...
"It's lopsided," Claudia said while eyeing the cake that was sitting on the counter. "It's definitely lopsided." "Only a little." With a rubber spatula in hand, Kimi applied the frosting so that it was nice and smooth against the baked dessert. "And besides, I hardly think he's going to notice a bit of lopsidedness. It *is* a chocolate fudge cake, after all...
CHAPTER 3.1: HENRY Fuck! She still had some kind of hold on me. I had planned on driving her to the doctor and...What the hell did I want with her, anyway? Nothing I planned went the way I wanted. Like a freaking teenager, I was back to whispering stupid shit in her ear. And dammit I loved it. She still used that apple-flavoured shampoo of hers; so being...
I had come to Jamaica in May, hoping to find myself a cocoon of quiet solitude in which to write my symphony. In my native France, I was bogged down with business (and excessive romance.) My friend Sebastien had found for me what seemed to be the ideal solution, a sojourn to a little guest house hideaway in the back yard of his friend, Mrs. Hewitt. It was lo...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life. I have adapted and edited these notes and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at l...
Lady Caroline Carter was looking out of her huge picture Windows she had just had installed, it gave her the most expansive view of her wonderful gardens. She loved this house, she was a woman who had it all. Well, almost all. But she was happy, she was envied too, had lots of friends and acquaintances, some of whom were good friends and one or two that were...
Gail Green is an 18 year old hotsy with shoulder-length blonde hair, a student in a well-known state university and a highly enthusiastic member of the cheerleading squad there. She loves cheering for the players on the nationally ranked basketball team while they are on the floor, and she loves even more cheering them on after the game is over. Recently, Ga...