I had always admired her body. There was something very sexy, very erotic about the way she carried herself. Her shoulder length brown hair danced up and down when she walked. She was 29, but didn't look any older than the 18 year old girls my age. Her breasts were small, but firm. She had very dark brown eyes that emanated a "cuddle me" look if you stared i...
College had begun and I was back for my sophomore year. Spending my freshman year engaged to my high school sweetheart meant that I got regular sex, but no variety. When I found her fucking her old high school boyfriend during the summer I vowed that I would screw every woman I wanted this year. It was the first week which meant that every afternoon we play...
I was looking over the Sturgis Rally web sites the other night and discovered two sites ran by a couple very cute women. So I decided that I would write a short story about them (Charity and Brandi) enjoying the warm August sun in my home state of South Dakota. I am not connected in anyway to Sturgisbabe.com or NakedBiker.com. My name is Bill Davis and th...
She was running her finger around the rim of her apple martini glass, lost in thought. I was two stools to left of her, in a dusky bar, in the middle of the afternoon, somewhere in boondocks near Jacksonville. I was just recently divorced and in shambles. The details are too painful to iterate. A school chum of mine, Ramesh, had invited me to stay with him...
I woke to the heat of the morning sun on my face and across my chest. I opened my eyes a sliver to see the wooden ceiling of my bedroom, and I sighed. Fuck, that was a good dream... I rolled over, only for something to get in the way. I looked down, and sighed at myself. Morning wood, of course. That always seemed to happen when I dreamt of her... It'd go aw...
When Bret parked the pickup near the cabin and turned it off, Tamica was quickly all over him. Her hands were on his chest, trying to get under his muscle shirt. Her lips were on his ears, her tongue in his ears. She wanted him badly, and he was ready to oblige. "Easy, sweetheart," Bret said as they exited the pickup and headed for the cabin. "We have all t...
DISCLAIMER: Yeah, so obviously, this story is entirely fictitious, it’s strictly not suitable for anyone under 18 and absolutely none of the people, events or anything else described are intended to bear even the most fleeting resemblance to real life. That’s right. Believe it or not, my friends, this is not the goddamn History Channel and you are not watchi...
As I stated in "Ideal Day One" there are many "ideal" days when one thinks about the various ways one can have sex with his or her partner. Following along on that theme, I give you a third version of what might be "Ideal". There is nothing new with my wife getting up before I do in the morning to go to the bathroom with me following to let the dogs out to...
You asked for it-they're back. This story is a mini-continuation of Al You Make Me Smile, for the 750 word project, so no complaints about it being too short this time! * We stayed in touch, Pam and me, after Valentine's Day last year. A text here, a quick call there. We would catch up on our chat program, indulging in steamy Skype sessions, but unfortuna...
After the mountains of food were demolished and the clean-up completed, Joe, Adam and Matt got to the business of building a campfire on the beach. They had a blaze going by sunset. Rhi tucked Sophie into bed and with the baby monitor nestled next to her in the sand, the bunch of us sat around the fire, laughing and telling stories. For the most part I kept...