I can't believe the situation I'm in! My name is Anna and I am from a poor farming family here in Massachussetts. My father was given a small amount of land for his service during the Revolution but we still struggle to make it. I'm 18 now and I have a adequate breasts for child rearing and my hips have taken a nice shape over the last few years. Boys have c...
She awoke the next morning. It was early -- the sun was not yet up; the sky was a deep blue. She could see a faint star through the skylight above her head. She was disoriented for a moment and then her heart skipped a beat. Shit! She was in his bed -- it was Thursday. She had to get to work! She turned and saw him sleeping next to her, lightly snoring. Qui...
By mid season I'd settled into a routine of seeing Sam on Sunday's and hooking up with Mark during Monday Night Football. Sam proved to be a passionate lover preparing all kinds of romantic settings at his place and taking the time to make sure I was totally satisfied before worrying about his own pleasure. His beautiful cock continued to fit all three of...
All characters depicted in this story are eighteen years of age or older. ***** Some years back, during my career in the armed forces, I marched into an air force officers' mess where I was billeted for the duration of a course I was to attend on that base. The duty officer, a young section officer who was also assistant mess secretary, looked at my travel...
Bethany Cooper was feeling old, lonely and depressed. This was partly due to the hundreds of college students milling around her in the atrium of the Prentiss College Student Union. For her, they were a reminder that she had recently turned 36 and that her prime years were well behind her. She felt this way every time she attended one of these career fairs,...
Chapter 8: The Roofers I had been a property broker for several years now and was doing really well at it, I owned my own flat in North London and commuted to Leeds and Glasgow every week, staying in hotels, it was a hard hectic and rewarding life, and I had decided a long time ago that I was going to retire at 40. My brother Mike was my accountant and one...
If you enjoy this offering then show it by giving it a vote. If you find that it lacks something then give your opinion by sending a comment. thank you. * If Danny had been born an Indian he would have been called 'Shit for Luck'. Danny was so sure that God had to be fucking with him that he considered asking the guard for a Bible. That is the only thing...
So, first off, obviously, there are several stories like this already on here, by writers who do a much better job than I can. But, sometimes I'll be on here and feel like I've read most of them already, and need a new story to read, or a new combination that hasn't been written yet. This story is completely fictional, and I am not affiliated with World Wre...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Ethical Dilemmas are: We'll Always Have Paris. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and...
When my friend Tracy asked me to be a groomsman in her wedding I said sure. What else could I say? Tracy and I had dated briefly our freshman year, but we both knew right away it wasn't going to work & instead we became close friends. She met Dave our senior year and now, three years later, they were getting hitched. Dave was a good guy and I liked him, but...