It was Sunday afternoon and my boyfriend Chris was getting packed and ready to head back to camp. "Babe, have you seen my tool belt?" I roll my eyes and mute the TV. "Not sure babe, but I think it may be in the garage." I say it in a sing-song voice so he can't tell how annoyed I am. I just want him to get the fuck out. He's been home for the past 3 week...
Later that morning, Kelly called two of her school buddies. Kelly invited Susan and Debbie over for the day and to spend the night. Kelly went to her mom’s room to how she was holding up. “Doing ok, Mom?” Kelly asked. “I’m ok. I’m just a little worn out from all the events of the last day. I had no idea that I was even capable of this. I can’t believe how...
Mopping at the sweat and dust on his face, Pete looked up into the hard, bright late morning sky. "Damn," he thought, "this ain't going to cut it today. Fuck the damn farm! When a guy don't feel right, he don't feel right. Should of stayed home from the office yesterday. But no-o-o, old mister tough nuts won't let a frigging cold keep him from the job. Damn...
Marca paid him and he put the mower away and left. As Marca was bringing in her groceries from the garage, she noticed a magazine on one of the shelves. Marca picked it up and saw that it was not the only one but a stack of them was upon the higher shelve. A stack of Playboy and Penthouse magazines! She wondered if Ed had been looking at the magazines while...
"What a hoot. Let’s do it!" Neither Mary nor Joan had ever really heard too much about these private sex clubs before and the thought of what must go on there intrigued both of them. Mary had not even heard of them before Joan had brought it up. Her good friend had been to one and had described much of what goes on there to Joan. When Mary had the word passe...
My name is James and I've been married to the same wonderful woman for the last 30 years. Usually when making love, we share our fantasies or tell each other little secrets about our sex lives before we met. Lately she's been wanting to know if I'd ever had sex with another guy. I've avoided telling her the truth so far, I just don't know how she'd take it....
For my favourite lady, Karen Lynn Karen returned to her own apartment from her date that night with Rod in a whirl of pleasure to which she was unaccustomed. She had always been the small girl, the somewhat plain one, the last one to get boobs (or her period, for that matter). Now she seemed to be coming into her own, with a chance to have it all. She had...
Barbara crossed her arms and growled. "THIS castle?" Charles pulled out a sheet. "Yep, this is the one. I've studied the blueprint." "Gods, let's get this over with." She shoved at the door. "Damn, she's locked it." "Hold on." He shoved his sword in the door frame and popped it. Opening the door, he bowed. "My lady..." Rolling her eyes, Barbara shove...
"Your speed is remarkable." Renwa flipped through the stack of papers. Zelinnia stretched. "It's not all that difficult. But if I explained how I did it, I'd just give you a headache." He tugged back the edge of her dress and kissed her shoulder. "It's a little late for explanations anyway." "I'm not certain Jordan approves." Renwa slipped a hand down...
Splat. "Take that you motherfucker!" Splat. "Another male chauvinist bites the dust." I had taken to whacking the crickets that invaded our sorority house with an oar. A Hookmaster two and a half-foot long weapon that is very light and comes in handy quite often. That oar has never been in a boat. Not only is it great for smacking bugs, mice or whatever, i...