You swear under your breath as clean the bite on your forearm. This camping trip has officially gone pear-shaped. You'd heard the tall-tales of course, the ones about the sultry dog-women in the woods that turn people, man and women alike, into more of them, but had dismissed them as just the tittering musing of a couple of hormonal adolescents. Now look at...
I'd thought I had gotten away with staying in my room before my mum came knocking on my door. With a silent sigh I pulled off my headphones and spun around on my chair as the door opened. "Amy, sweetie, it's dinner time now. Don't you want to come down?" I shook my head. I didn't want to spend time in close proximity to my family. I could survive without di...
Perry and Ann listened to Mary's tale and both could not believe how she managed to get into such a predicament. Ann didn't believe that Susan wasn't involved in a detrimental way and started to understand how manipulative Susan can be. She had ignored Perry's warnings about getting involved and now she was getting to see the depth and vindictiveness in Su...
A chill in the air, dazzling sunlight, and a young woman's voice is what woke me up that morning. The itching, sticking twigs and leaves, and the kind hand of the stranger are what forced me to stand up and brush the dirt off myself. "Have a good night?" the woman asked with a smile. The harsh light of the sun combined with the intense hangover was...
Carol had worked at the company a couple of months by that time. Her tall and athletic body had already drawn the attention of several of the male members of staff as well as one of the female ones. But I had heard those who had dared to approach her for a date were turned down, on the basis of a messy split she was still recovering from. I didn’t fancy my c...
There are numerous stories, in many publications and on websites, where a mature woman 'teaches' a younger man. History tells us that young men strengthen their grip dreaming about this type of encounter. This is a variation from a story I originally read decades ago in Penthouse Letters. The original was from the woman's POV whereas this is done one-eighty....
This was one of those times when Hazel absolutely knew that she was alone at home. Ted was away for a conference or something, so he wouldn't suddenly burst in on her. Truth was, he never came back before 11 anyway. He was always busy at work, and when he wasn't he had all that entertaining to do. She hated the fake socialising that he seemed to revel in, so...
While my date sat back and relaxed with a drink while the limo continued down the freeway, I smiled that I was able to please him. It made me feel so good that I was able to make him cum so much. Here I am, this man's man by day, a man that runs a company that employs over a thousand people, dressed as a slutty MILF in a limo with a stomach full of a black m...
Knox rushed through the front door of his house, immensely excited with his new find. In his hands was a small stone box with some old carvings on it. This object was just the newest of many that already lay in the household. Knox had a fascination with old things, an obsession even. He was always bringing home various things he had found out and about and e...
Hilary and Caroline were both riding instructors at the Abbeyway Equestrian Centre. Hilary was twenty-two, tall, slim and well built drawing admiring glances from male visitors to the stables. Her piercing blue eyes and almost model features were matched with a body honed by hours of hard work, mucking-out, riding and working with horses. Caroline was almost...