Chapter 4 – Dream Weaver "See." Marti said with a bit of delight. "I told you it was beautiful. It is a little red, but it will fade, and I would recommend that you do some careful tanning at a salon, if you know what I mean." I dried myself off and slipped my panties back on. "I can't believe I was hiding something that perfect." As I walked back to the l...
It had been a long time since Mark had visited his old high school. He missed the people, events, and simplicity of it all. He especially missed the drama club, which he had been president of his senior year. So when he was on vacation staying at his parents house for a few weeks, he was excited to visit his old teacher, Mrs. Mary. He just had to wait until...
Kenny, a tall fit man with a thick reddish brown mustache, worked hard for a living. Driving an eighteen wheeler cross country was not an easy job and took him away from home for weeks at a time leaving his vivacious wife, Kelly, a cute pert brunette with luscious curves, on her own. The couple had been married for ten years and early on in their relationshi...
Carl moved over in the bathroom as Layla opened up the fogged glass doors to the shower stall and slipped in, closing them behind her. He tried not to watch as she began to run the water. And when the showerhead began to pour down onto her slender, naked form, he kept his eyes forward, facing the bathroom mirror and brushing his teeth. He minded his own busi...
This is a true story, albeit one leaned up a bit for grammatical reasons. It happened in the late 1990's. ---------------------------------------------------- I have lived in the same apartment for a long time. The apartment itself is nothing special – it's actually tiny and in an old building, so it has problems, but it is one of the cheapest places in th...
For years now, I've had a cabin in my head. When life brings me down I take a few minutes and go to my own private retreat. My cabin isn't terribly fancy, in fact from the outside it's quite plain. Set back at forest's edge, it's miles away from everything but trees and a small stream that runs off to one side. There's no television, no computer, not even a...
Emily and I have been friends for years. But never anything anymore than that. Not that I'd never looked at her in that way. I'm a guy! If it has tits and a heartbeat I'm going to think about having sex with it. Five years ago Emily got married. She married a nice enough guy. He was stable and responsible. I was very happy for her. A couple of months after...
This story is based on true events, for the most part. Everyone displaying sexual acts are 18+ years old. Comments are welcomed. Vote if you like it. Favorite the story or favorite the author if you feel so inclined. It's safe to assume that conversations are spoken in German, though written in English for your easy entertainment... only because my German ha...
Would you like to have me to tease you? That's the question which I posed to Mary one rainy Saturday afternoon when we found ourselves at loose ends staring at the rain drops as they ran down the windows in our living room. From past experience, Mary was familiar with my ideas about teasing. In particular, she knew that I require her complicity. That is, sh...
All people in this story are 18 or over * James Porter was tired of being a virgin. Here he was a grown man -- twenty-four -- and the closest he ever got to getting laid was feeling up Valerie Martino. But Valerie came from a strict Catholic family and she was adamant that she would not have sex until she was married. She'd even signed a parish-sponsored p...