I, Bill Wilkerson, met Tamara O'Neal in Downtown Denver, just a few blocks from the 16th Street Mall after a Colorado Rockies game in 2007; we were both 26 years old then. It was a warm summer Saturday late afternoon and the Rockies had swept a three-game series against the Giants and Denver was rockin'. Tamara was rockin'. She is a looker, one of those girl...
Sam Royal scrubbed the parts of his body just as he had been instructed, washing his face, hands and privates before splashing a little water under his arms and then drying off while looking at his reflection in the mirror. Sam felt every bit of his 51 years, although that wasn't the way he felt when he was in this very same bathroom a few hours ago. At tha...
Debbie Plum was running late for a meeting with her preacher at Church. At 18 she needed to asked to be excused from a class so she could attend another meeting for work. As she came around a corner she ran into him. Preacher Dan grabbed her shoulders and told her to go to his office, he would be right there. She walked in and took a seat in front of his des...
"I wouldn't blame you if you had beaten her a pulp. Teach her a lesson." "Now, Ed. I'm not the sort of guy that uses a woman for a punching bag. I hate bastards like that. But I came close, too close... "The afternoon dragged by. I didn't get a whole lot done, fretting that I somehow had lost her, but how in the hell could I keep her? I'd never find anothe...
Chapter 1: Disappearance "Something's wrong" Sierra said more to herself than anything. Sierra moved quickly across the room to the telephone that hung on the wall. The phone rang as she put her hand on it. She looked pale, as her trembling hand picked up the receiver. "Hello?" Sierra said "Person to Person call for Sierra Jones" a static filled voice an...
Sunlight filled the room as Miria started to wake, she seemed to feel a renewed sense about herself. She climbed from her bed and gazed down at the simple band of silver on her finger. Miria had thought it to be a dream, but now in the beautiful morning light, she could see it wasn't. As it sank in that it was real, she felt her heart flutter in her chest an...
Well gentlemen, I'm back and have I been up to no good! For those of you who know me I want answer that question. For you guys who don't know me I'm Marca, 30 + something years old, married with no children. At 5' 10", 140# with a body of 40DD X 23 X 38 and I was a model before I was a Mrs. (see Ch. 1) Cont. from Ms. Marca Ch. 61 We took Uncle Bob’s body...
Thursday was a flurry of activity, as preparations were made for Saturday's big event. Both girls called their friends to invite them to the party, and even enlisted some to help. I went into town to pick up supplies and a few special items. The caterer would take care of most of the party preparations, including food, tables, chairs, and drinks, but we stil...
Maria is my wife. We dated for almost 18 months before we got married. During that year and a half, we quickly learned that we both had an insatiable appetite for sex. Since puberty hit me, I have had to ejaculate at least twice a day just to keep comfortable. When I fail to do so, almost without fail I will awake in the middle of the night from an erotic dr...
(This story further develops themes and situations from a short story entitled "Beanie and Spiro's Great Adventure") INTRODUCTION First off, this here story is written in the vernacular, it corresponds to the way people talk. Our two hillbilly protagonists are not rocket scientists, just two wonderfully dumb highly-sexed Texan kids. They enlisted in the Na...