I was awakened by the door bell and I groggily got up and went down stairs and opened the front door. It was a very attractive black lady dressed in a blue skirt and a silver silky blouse and black heels. She asked if Jane was home and I told her no, she was out of town and would not be back until tonight. She said, is Jen home, and I said no she was out sho...
I held my breath and closed one eye as I slowly drew my arm back, feeling the smooth wood gliding easily over my hand. Keeping my vision intently locked, the pool cue shot forward, striking the white ball sending it rolling across the table. "Come on!" I muttered to myself as the cue ball just nicked the 8-ball sending it rolling towards the corner pocket....
Monday. Their first full night at the resort, and TracieLynn couldn't look more stunning. She was eight feet away on the packed disco floor, perspiration making her pretty cream and golden print sun dress cling occasionally to her curves as she danced and swayed across from her partner. Bodies intervened, often blocking his view. It didn't matter though. He...
A trim blond with an amazing chest strutted by the glass front of my office. I watched her full breasts as they bounced with each step she took. "Molly," I called out, trying to calm the naughty thoughts that surfaced each time I saw that lovely body. The buxom blond stuck her head into my office. My eyes immediately drifted again to her ample chest. Molly...
I was thinking that maybe this was not such a great idea. I was in an Uber car heading for some aquatic facility on the outskirts of Vegas at 5:15 in the morning. I was smart enough to google places to get in a decent swim workout when I was here for my annual confab, but I was not smart enough to call ahead and ask about logistics. I had no idea if I could...
A short story written after I saw one girl stare at another on my train. And I admit to avoid proof reading a much longer story. Enjoy and, as always, comments welcome. It was so much easier, now that the trains had bike compartments. No more struggling to get the bike onto the train and no more getting in everyone's way. Following my afternoon ride, I...
The Sorority I was pledging had assigned us to fuck three guys, photographing it for proof. Brian was my first, an easy one since I had fucked him before. Now I had to decide who was going to be my second. Two guys from this one fraternity had asked me out, so when I heard that they were having a big blow-out at their house that weekend I thought I would g...
Five — Dance Of The Seven Rosies Cold, pale, green eyes shone deep into my soul, freezing me like a rabbit in headlights. The lids and upper cheeks glittered with the same shade of green, as if the irises had fractured into tiny fragments and spilled onto the surrounding pallid skin. The lips shone as two slivers of copper, so long as to almost divide the j...
This story is the first in what I hope is a series of Sex with the Ex. It is under the fetish section since it involves eating sweet cream pie. Please let me know whether you liked it or not. ***** Chapter 1 My ex-wife and I divorced several years ago. It was no one's fault in particular with our problems more emotional than financial, or sexual. Regardin...
BACKGROUND Surrounded on each side by a scattered array of notes to herself, fact sheets and statements, 32 year old Andrea Bell leaned back on her weathered sofa and exhaustedly combed her hands through her short, curly brown hair. "How in the Hell am I ever going to make this work?" the budding assistant district attorney sighed, wondering aloud how the...