Just a little flash story for the Summer Lovin' event. After proofreading it became apparent that the clichés had hijacked the story. This is my fiftieth story. Some seem to be popular, and then there are the others. Regardless of the outcome, I've enjoyed attempting to entertain. To my supporters, a big Thank You. Please read my profile for my stance on c...
The sun beat down on Sydney Bristow's head as she jogged towards headquarters. Her face showed no exertion as she pushed herself to her physical limit. Her silken brown was tied up in a pony tail that was flying around the back of her head. Her chest heaved under the sports bra that she was wearing for a top. She had her walkman on blaring some Third Eye Bli...
A special thanks to Estragon for all his editing help. (Re-edited: March 2011) Of course, all participants are 18 years or older. PART SIX: THE TEACHER GANG BANG That evening we filmed a porno movie called "Teacher Teacher." It went something like this. My Mom was dressed in a red sweater, black skirt almost long enough to cover the tops of her stay-ups...
Daniel closed his eyes, hiding from me the quick flicker of emotion I thought I glimpsed within them. I tried not to be hurt as I watched his handsome face become stoically composed once more. I pushed back the dark wave of hair which slipped over his forehead, tugging playfully at the grey strands woven throughout. "Are you okay?" I asked after his silence...
How long would it take for Ginger to give me a call. I have to admit In my mind I had been thinking about her all morning. Now I get a phone call from Ginger. Ginger admits to being in office bathroom at work rubbing her pussy. Having thoughts of our Saturday night fun. Ginger had that sneaky voice and idea of her leaving work early to get a hotel room to f...
Jeanne looked like a dream but was close to tears as she stood in the lot of a deserted service station waiting for an attendant. The scene appeared to be staged for a classic car magazine photo-shoot as she stood beside her restored MG roadster convertible. Her posture was perfect: erect, head high and level, shoulders square, breasts jutting alluringly, k...
Karen was surprised when her neighbor, Mrs. Kendall, saw her on her way home as she was walking up to the front door. She had known Mrs. Kendall slightly but enough to know that her very attractive neighbor was apparently divorced and also was a high-powered executive with a major consulting firm. Karen was in her mid-20s and still a junior staffer at the bu...
"So, would you like to tell us more?" Kendall asked. "Would you?" Tina questioned. "I don't think we know each other well enough." With a nod, Tina inquired, "Can we talk alone? Woman to woman." Kendall glanced at Joseph for his opinion. "I'm going to get another piece of cake," he informed them, and then left the table. "I didn't want to ask thi...
Note: Many thanks to Tatelou for all the help with editing this story. Scott and I have been married for a little over 20 years. We were high school sweethearts. Then just after my eighteenth birthday, I got pregnant. Being from a medium sized town in the South that still held a lot of southern conservative values, we quickly got married. I gave birth to a...
Everyone has secrets, anxieties and insecurities, and I am definitely no exception, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Yasmin Hussein, and I'm a Somali-Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I stand five-foot-ten, curvy and sexy, a fine exemplar of the beautiful Northeast African/Horn of Africa woman. Beauties like me are found in nations...