The Party -- Let's Get Organised -- Wednesday Morning Carol came in all fired up after yesterday with recommendations ready over their wardrobe, their performers list and on their records systems over bookings. Some of this was fed to her by the girls that worked there and she had thought the improvements through overnight. So was head down into every deta...
All characters, sexually involved or not, are above 18 years of age. ***** It would not be the first time that Lokendra got to see the hot, young Chinese girl in the same bus that he would regularly board but it would be the evening that created an actual dynamic between him and her. It was the peak hour of a typical Wednesday night when the intra-town bu...
"C'mon, Ruthie, you can just leave that top untied." That was Jason, one of my friends -- definitely not my boyfriend -- and what he wanted was for me to sit up on my beach towel without putting my top back on. A bunch of us -- three guys and three girls -- had headed to the beach at Atlantic City on this hot July day, and as girls are wont to do, we'd all...
This story is dedicated to her dear editor "Laurence Davidson". I worked on this and then gave it to him, and he completely ripped it to pieces and forced me to rework it. I think it's much better and he deserves the credit. Thank you "Laurence Davidson". ***** Amit, Asish and Fahim had been best pals since high school, the three of them were inseparable....
Introduction The story is fiction and is intended for the reader's enjoyment. It is an attempt by the author to write a story which melds history and erotica. As far as possible, the contents are historically accurate with the exception of RAF Langton, RAF Fulnetby and 362 Squadron; none of which existed, although Langton and Fulnetby are real places. As it...
My name is Bill. I'm middle-aged, married and mostly live the classic boring suburban life. When I was growing up, I always assumed I'd get to the big city someday. But that never happened; instead, I landed steady but dull work and moved around from suburb to suburb for the job. Each time the houses and people look the same. Everyone is friendly, but it...
I was trying to be careful as I carried the brimming pitcher of dark brown beer to the table in the corner. Jack had managed to arrive with only three-quarters of one after his trip to the bar. I was limiting my intake, and so was a bit steadier, but I was also trying to stay out from in front of the projector. The pitcher finally sat safely on the table. He...
It was near the beginning of my senior year of high school. I'd turned eighteen near the end of my junior year. (I'd started school a year late due to an illness which prevented me from making the deadline for registration, and suffered for that illness ever since.) I'd had a job working at a local pharmacy for almost two years, originally starting out doing...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early seventies but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** It was late on Friday afternoon when I checked into my h...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. * Ruth confesses the sexual affair she had with Jack, Jay's older friend and neighbor. The final leg and the culmination of a long, tiring trip home from Japan, Jay's taxi drove down his street and neared his house. A quiet street with a lot...