Ch. 2 "Put these over the doorway." Camellia commanded as she handed me a string of white twinkle lights. "You know you're very bossy." I complained as she turned away to hang a retro neon beer sign on the wall. "What was that? I can't hear you." I laughed as I watch her tilt the sign from left to right. "You can't use your hard of hearing as a scapego...
Jill was an anthropologist. She had been in Africa studying a primitive native tribe for two years. Immediately after graduating from college she had come to the remote African jungle. Two things were happening today. The first was her boyfriend, a follow anthropologist who lived in the remote village with her, had gone to one of the big cities on the coast...
As my story continues, I would like to thank you for the comments. I appreciate the feedback. Once again, to know all of the players, you should probably start with the first story. A few hours later, I was headed back home. There is an alley behind the house, and I park in one of the two spaces we have there. Jack usually parks in the front. A stockade fe...
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When I take you in my arms the contrast of our skin is magnificent as we embrace and kiss. I slowly start to let my hands roam over your body. While we are kissing you didn't notice that I started to undress you. Slowly I removed each piece of clothing taking care that you will continue not to notice what I am doing. Each caress is a secret agent, painstakin...
She came to stay with us when she was eighteen years old, as part of a student exchange program hosted by the local community college. My wife, Meredith, had considered it a great idea—a built-in babysitter for our five year-old daughter, Jane. I, on the other hand, had my reservations—Meredith wasn't exactly a super mom, I feared that having Leigh around wo...
Tessa had never expected to be here doing this. She had, on a whim gone onto the adult site and on whim, created a profile. She started talking to ItalianStud one night really late. Her brain had been a little fuzzy and she had liked his profile. She had told him she was 5'7, chocolate skin, medium length hair, and thin. He said he was 5'10, dark hair, avera...
Well it was Tuesday before I got to know what really happened that last Saturday. The advantage to having a day off in the middle of the week was that I could search the apartment easily. What I found was very exciting, in her work bag which she never takes on Tuesday, because she goes to the gym after work. Then it's straight to a dart match. So she takes a...
"You did what? With who? Where?" Jessica jokingly asked over the phone. Ann had just told her a PG -13 version of what happened with Brad just an hour ago. "I'm not repeating myself! So you need to remember what I just said five seconds ago dumb ass!" There was a long pause before Jessica laughed loudly. "It's not that funny!!!!,"Ann said over Jessica's la...
Even though we were friends and roommates, Sam and I both dated Sara when we were in college. He knew her first, often talking about the girl with the perfect little bubble butt. "It's like a fresh peach," he used to say. "You just want to bite into it and taste the juices." About as far as he ever got with her was a mutual masturbation session at a frat pa...