"Ronnie, hun. I need you to wing for me Saturday." "Umm, What's his name?" "How did you know it's about a guy?" "Well, the last time you needed me to wing, it was about a guy." "I keep forgetting how well you know me." "Ok, text me the address and time. Maybe this will be the one." "Jeez, I hope so. I heard he can lick his eyebrows." "Slut!" She laug...
Part Three The Revenge of Cody Thanks to HeyAll for the edit. Thomas Edward Scott, former Olympian, current head coach of the Ronald Reagan High School swim team (Reagan's Razors), knifed through the water with the ease of a shark. I still got it. His body parted the water as if it were air. Coach Scott took great pride in his body. A lot of it . . . too...
(This is a total fantasy written by me for fun. It contains spanking, humiliation, sex and other fetish. Please do not read if this bothers you. It is total fiction and could never happen in real life, which I am aware. All characters are 25 year old or older.) ***** The Morning It is a work day for me, but I am still in bed in my Master's spare bedroom r...
It was early spring, and there was not a season more pleasant than this one in the kingdom of Freesia. You can't get enough of the scent of white, yellow and violet freesia on a Friday morning. The kingdom was filled with these flowers, as to the pleasure of the first lady. Ever since her father died, she was left with the great responsibility of taking care...
My wife and I lived and worked in a national park decades ago. The park was world famous and visited by millions each year. Lots of people from every walk of life -- including some real characters. This is the story about one of them we met and what happened when we took him home to party. My wife, Sherry, worked in one of the higher end retail stores in t...
Edited by DB448 I first met Bob about 2 years ago. He walked into the restaurant where I worked as a hostess, and we talked while he waited for the rest of his party to arrive. He was tall, kind of thin but muscular and had a great smile, but he was obviously kind of shy. I could tell even then because from the way he spoke to me, with indirect little compl...
Chris was a pretty standard excuse for a man, 19 years old with a thin face and a wiry frame, lacking any sort of muscle. He would have been just another man in a huge sea of others at his local college, but he was different, he refused to keep his mouth shut and refused to behave. He would strut around like he owned the place, hollering at girls, wolf whist...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters herein described and persons living or dead is purely coincidental. *** I had to go back to work Monday; there was no way to avoid it. It may not have been much of a job. It may have even been counter-productive, in terms of the case against my wife (I wonder if that had been a factor in her...
The second week was a bigger success than the first. Not only did we run out of food each morning, generating $300 of extra income each day, but I also booked 6 more private clients. To my liking, the clients were 3 pretty women, 1 woman that was grossly overweight and 2 men who were fairly overweight. I definitely wanted the challenge of getting people into...
The response to "Katie's Neighbors" was so great that I decided to continue the saga of Katie and her discovery of the sex-obsessed underbelly of Riverside. ------------------------------------------ As the last bars of the hymn faded away, Katie stirred from her reverie and stood with the rest of the congregation. She shuffled along the pew and joined the...