Seventy-eight degrees, brilliant sun, and a lone cloud made the day as perfect as it could be. It’s why I love this job. I’ve been with the park service for 3 years; it is my second job after college. I started out in an office as an executive assistant, and quickly tired of the routine and my boss’s bad breath and stupid jokes. After my 26th birthday, I fil...
I hitch-hiked alone to an outdoors Allman Brothers concert in Atlanta and wound up sitting next to and passing my pipe back and forth with what appeared to be three sisters, lovely young things very close in age. As Duane Allman and Dicky Betts were trading guitar licks as only they could, I could not take my eyes off these girls--classic hippy chicks weari...
Hormonal didn't even come close to what she was feeling. Horny, Sensual, Pliant. Relief was demanding her pussy steaming; bubbling with juices waiting to explode. She wanted it. An Orgasm. To Cum. Her Climax. Sitting in her usual corner in the train carriage her hands moved restlessly over her, helplessly gripping the fabric of her skirt. She had been th...
Journal #32 Sunday, December 15th I can't believe I've written 31 journals already. With all the stresses and anxieties of life in college, it has been a good release to get all of my stress and anxieties out of my mind and onto paper. I hate to admit it, but mom was right. Writing everything down has really helped me to keep my bearings this year. I find...
Emily stirred in her car seat impatiently. She looked out the windshield and watched as the road faded into the setting sun. There was a long journey ahead of them and she was glad that her boyfriend Thomas was driving. The emptiness of the open road let Emily's mind wander to mischievous thoughts. Her gaze shifted to Thomas, who was nonchalantly mouthing t...
After I clicked in my seat belt and started the car, I saw Randi had extended her left hand out, palm up, waiting for me to take it again. Rather than grasp her hand, I let the heel of my hand rest on hers while I stroked her fingers and palm. We chatted a little on the way back, but what we said wasn't important; just being together was. I carried the gui...
Well, Hello... I'm so happy to see you again. I was wondering if you would ever return for more. Of course I remember you... silly question Darling. You were the one who was so very hard and throbbing while I told my last story. I could see the cum stain spreading on your jeans as I talked. I could hardly remember the facts from watching it and wanting so b...
I had been hosting one of my model friends from Louisiana at my home near Baltimore. Rhian had been in town for a week's tour which was almost finished. She set out that Friday morning for a Photo and Video shoot near the Inner Harbor area. A lot of the old warehouses had been converted to artist's studios and she had directions to the area. Rhian is primar...
(Once again, thank you LadyCibelle: editor and mid-wife To Patricia51 for the borrowing of two of her creations even though she didn't know it. Sorry, they just seemed to fit.) (Inspired by the song by the redoubtable Toni Braxton) His footsteps echoed across the vacant expanse of street as he moved through the night. Pants, already wet from the drizzle wh...
This is kind of a follow up to one of my previous stories, Ride Home from the Beach. My boyfriend Joe was really excited by all that happened on that first car ride I wrote about, I mean REALLY excited. It was all he could talk about for the week after and it always got him really horny talking about other guys seeing me nude and the trucker videotaping me...