This is a parody... It is not real Part 1: Andrea Mitchell Andrea Mitchell was waiting for the pizza that she ordered to be delivered. She was very hungry from work and her extracurricular sexual activities. She was wearing her hot work clothes, a skin tight black satin blouse and jacket and very short and very tight black satin mini skirt. She had on blac...
DOLLIE, THOSE THREE, AND ME ... Chicago Style Somewhere around north Chicago early 70's. From 1972 to 1974 I had a red 1972 Gran Torino station wagon and fold down RV camper. We were camped along Lake Michigan in the State Park. See, that's how I remember, from material things of the past, and my scribbled notes. We'd had Chicago Style pizzas from the...
Karen was bored, Mitch, her husband, had been away on a business trip and she hadn't flashed anyone or stripped for a stranger it what seemed like a long time. Her mind wandered to those she had flashed in the past and how they reacted and soon felt a warm wetness building between her legs. She took a long shower and walked out into the backyard while still...
It was a weekend afternoon and I was on the bed underneath my blanket, still feeling cold and bored, cable was gone, it was snowing heavily outside and my husband was finishing some work on his laptop. There was nothing to do, I was horny and I wasn't in the mood to do my usual routine to get him out of work, even if it did work half of the time. If I wasn'...
OLD BEN Maybe the year 2000 or so, Daytona Bike Week again. For those of you who don't own one or care about motorcycles, haven't heard about Bike Week, or live on a deserted Island someplace, Bike Week in March really is a big deal. With luck I seemed to get the end spot on a narrow residential street right across from a small pizza place. The place I'd...
It was her favorite day of the week, Wednesday! Wednesday meant pizza with all the toppings and extra sausage with a side of candied bacon, yum! She felt her temperature rise thinking about what was for dinner that night. Her favorite pizza delivery boy had sent her text that morning. Letting her know that he was working that night and would be delivering pi...
Chapter 3 - Realities Nick stuck his key in the apartment door lock with purpose and rushed into the apartment "I have to get in and get out. I've got a hot date tonight with a girl from the AR department." Alex, entranced, mumbled an acknowledgement. "Always with the video games. Must be nice to sit around all day killing digital terrorists." Alex blew...
Christina kept a hand on her towel as she walked towards the door, but Amanda let her towel hang free, almost daring the towel to fall off. Then Amanda opened the door and a man, who appeared to be in his forties, entered the room carrying a pizza. His eyes opened wide at the sight of the two beautiful young girls. He said in a heavy accent, "A tasty pizza...
TRUTH OR DARE--sort of. --We are mostly RV camper type people but on occasion, usually for a car or bike event, stayed in motels. Never fancy motels. Motel 6 and Red Roof inn types were always our choices, along with those small Mom and Pop motels along the old highways. Our earliest games of this type were simple tit showing games performed at campsites...
Another pizza boy fantasy? No fantasy necessary; it happened. Or rather, isn't sex where fantasy and reality meet? I know what happened to us (we made it happen), but it will be only fantasy for you. But perhaps it will inspire you to do likewise. To be honest, I think it was an episode of "Friends" that got us started and not some cheap porno movie from t...