Just to let everyone know, I won't stop writing completely over the summer. But my stories will be fewer and take longer to get written. But I will submit a couple including this one. Thanks Vastie * You know when you get that funny feeling in your head and heart that something isn't right. Well I have been having it now for sometime. I sat there thinking...
Sometimes your life changes, some good some bad. Time will tell how my changes will end up. My name is Ray Shockley, I am 39 years old, 5 ft. 11, 175 lbs. I am married to the love of my life Deborah. We live in the small town of Crowley, just south of Fort Worth, Texas. Deb is 39 years old also. 5 ft. 6 tall, 130 lbs. Blonde hair with nice 36 d breast....
Stan popped the video in the VCR and settled down in his easy chair. The tape began to play and there was sweet Carol sitting on the bed. He stared intently as Carol seductively exposed more and more of her body. “Carol, you’re hotter than hot.” Stan moaned as he unzipped his pants and slowly rubbed his aching cock. He pressed the slow motion button and sa...
I'm just going to say straight out that I do not intend to have any sex until chapter 3. There will be plenty, but I want to build the characters up some before that happens. I hope you enjoy what I will be writing, it is a story that has been in my head for some time, and it is going to be a long one. I beg your indulgence and appreciate any feedback to mak...
After the successful close of some business in Destin, followed by a failed attempt at relaxation, I was happy to return home to Sarasota. The intended post project vacation ended just shy of two days with a bizarre and troubling conclusion and under the circumstances I was glad to be back at work. I had left several messages for Kay James, a new acquaintan...
Dad and the Emo Girl A surprising romance across generations I asked my father to write the story about how he met Colly, the pretty girl who has been his loving consort for the past decade. The following is the recollection the two of them put together with a loving daughter's editing. * * * * * The mall is a place to see people -- mostly happy people....
Spanked for being a naughty girl Janice decorated the spare bedroom with childish posters, and cuddly toys, then moved her mother in. There had been no discussion, no choice, mom had been moved in to a room decorated for an adolescent. At the same time, Janice moved into her mother's bedroom. This was so they could keep to their roles and not make mistake...
Ellie was easy to forget. She was the type of quiet, unassuming person that never registered on your mind: the polite woman behind the check-out counter, the wallflower at a house party. The oddity of having a respectable, seemingly "normal" middle-aged woman in a freaky-deaky sex house made her stand out when I first moved in, but it was hard to pay attenti...
Chapter One: A Night To Remember Diane Stone sat at her make-up table and put the finishing touches to her make-up. "Not bad for an old broad," she thought to herself as she looked in the mirror. Diane was suffering from what she called "the sags," - sagging ass, sagging tits and sagging self-esteem. And, on this, her 50th birthday, she was not all happy wi...
Do I really need to describe our village in the Kaatskills? I think not, for Diedrich Knickerbocker said it all when he told the tall tale of my ancient relative Rip. Not that I'm closely descended from Rip, quite distant in fact, but then us Van Winkles are an extensive tribe, at least in the these mountains. Now, life in these parts being generally dull,...