WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. ABOUT THE REVISED CHAPTER The original text for this story was written in the form of handwritten journal style entries started over fifteen years ago. I would often go back and revise chapters after a few days...
-------------------- Edited and polished by Bronzeage. Great job, thank you. -------------------- While the girls had fun together, Todd had fun too. It was completely out of the blue. When Samantha rang the bells at Andromeda's front door at Thursday afternoon, Todd was on his way to Donna Kingsley, three houses down the road, with the first-aid-kit for...
I want to give Ortay a thank you for helping me edit this story. My name is Jack. I turned 18 a few months ago and just graduated from High School last week. I start College this fall and will be attending the same school as my best friend Dave. He is 19 years old and a year ahead. We both work in the summer for my dad who owns a landscaping company....
Another week in school Sunday was quiet for both of them. Rose didn't want to admit to her daughter that she had slept with a neighbour's twins. Janice didn't want to admit she had a good time on a night out with friends. Rose was used to being called by her daughter's name, Janice. After a deception went wrong, Rose was forced into going to school, in pl...
My name is Glen. I'm just a regular, normal guy with a regular, normal wife. I get up in the morning, go to work, mow the yard on weekends, tinker with my classic car, the whole deal. My wife, Samantha, is a photographer and has a small studio downtown. She does mostly portrait work; families in sweaters, little kids who just got the worst haircuts of their...
As always: Thanks to Boheminxen for editing. Thanks to "Doc" for writing Jim's character. Thanks to "Beanpole" for writing Amanda's character. Thanks to "me" for writing everything else. Optical Illusion: I almost missed her. Almost. I pulled my Prius to the stop sign at the corner of maple and elm, ready to make my final turn before I reached my des...
In life there are times when through boredom, indifference, or desire we knowingly place ourselves on the edge of a precipice. We can peer over that edge and imagine or fantasize about taking that leap without actually doing it because the image or fantasy is sweeter than the reality. This is one of those times. I had to ask myself. OMG!!...what did I do??...
Before you read this story, be advised that it is adult oriented and contains very graphic depictions of a sexual nature. It is not intended for, nor should it be read under any circumstances, by persons who are not at least eighteen(18) years of age. I love to read your comments and would enjoy hearing from you if you like this story. I even want your com...
Jenny was in a good mood. It was Friday and she was on her way home from school. She was in her senior year at Benjamin Franklin High where she was a straight ‘A’ student. She had the whole weekend free and had made elaborate plans to fill the time. Thinking about her plans caused a sly smile to form on her pert lips and a tinkling sensation in her belly. He...
Thank you all again for supporting my writing. I hope this part lives up to your expectations. ***** Carol sat astride his lap, reverse cow girl style, panting. Peter, still buried in her. Orgasms over, still thriving in the ecstasy of their lust. Peter relishing the feeling of his cock, deep inside her. His hands groping her firm but pliable breasts, pi...