If I were asked to name the most unusual experience I have ever had, I would not have to consider my answer for even a moment. It would be the time I spent one spring, many years ago, with the curious Miss Susan Brobeck. The funny thing is, I spend a fair bit of time trying to chase fantasies and explore new territory. And yet the most unusual adventure of a...
When a man has a crush on a woman, he feels compelled to do all manner of foolish things to win her over. My name is Scott and I have a crush on Darya. Darya is a ballet dancer with the Chandler Theatre, Fairhaven Center for the Performing Arts. She's 5'11", she's lithe, graceful and poised. Her eyes are an alluring royal blue, her long, blonde hair looks...
This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as do the characters in this story. The Heartland Bank referred to in this story is completely fictitious. Any similarities between any character in this...
I met Cathy Ann at a disco in New York's meat-packing district. It was a hot sultry August night, a Friday night. I paid the cover, got the back of my hand stamped--silly ritual--and circled around the dance floor to the bar. Strobe lights flashed on the dancers. You saw them kaleidoscopically, in colored fragments. Cathy Ann was sitting at the bar nursing a...
After our little adventure that morning Beth was very quiet. I could tell when I looked at her she was deep in thought about what had happened that afternoon. I could tell she was as unsure about how hot her showing her self off had made her. A little before sunset the campers next door walked over to see if we would like to have a drink with them. Of cours...
The story so far: After a lovely dinner we depart to our bedroom and lose ourselves in a love-making that seems never to end. The full moon painted the world with its silver light. You stood before me naked and resting your elbows on the marbled rails and looked out into the darkness. I admired your full sexy buttocks, your breasts swinging and grazing the...
Hey guys! This is my first submission on here so go easy on me! Hope you like it! ***** It had been a long week. Between work and taking care of our five-year-old son (who has just started kindergarten), I was relieved when it was finally Friday afternoon. It was my husband's turn to pick up our son from school. When I got home, Ben sat in the living roo...
I ran my hands down her skin. My fingers caressing the ache out of her tired muscles, and then I dug my fingers into her shoulders until she moaned under me. The difference between my pale hands and her dark, muscled, back--such a sharp contrast; I dug my fingers into her shoulders again, letting the thumbs press deep. She purred. I realized, looking dow...
This was the first time in a long time that I actually slept late on a Saturday. After being so used and satisfied the night before I slept like a baby. It was now going on 10AM, and I got the water going for a cup of tea, and jumped in the shower, so I could get my day started. I had a few errands to run, but would probably be done early enough I would have...
It was dinner time; and on Thursday, my wife and I go to a local lounge to eat. The combo sports-bar and grille has a disc-jockey tonight. Patty loves to dance and show-off her body. This suits me fine--I sit at the bar and watch the game on the big screen. She asked if we were going tonight or not. For once, Patty was ready to go. I do mean looking hot, too...