My boyfriend Eric and I had just come back from the movie theater, making idle conversation in his car to dispel tension. It was technically our fourth date, but we'd been together nearly a month. Before that, I'd waited nearly a full semester before he got up the courage to ask me out. I'd known of course-call it a woman's intuition-that he'd wanted to go o...
As I approached my 50th birthday, after a painful and extended mourning period after the unexpected death of my wife, I stumbled into a relationship that turned into a pleasant experience. ********** She wasn't my type... That was my initial reaction to the woman that had joined our firm, and it certainly wasn't because she wasn't attractive. Indeed, the...
"Don't hate me because I'm beautiful" Remember that line? It was from a commercial from the 80's - a shampoo commercial, I think. Well, I live the opposite gender version of this -"Don't hate me because I'm handsome." My name is Jim. The product of a handsome Italian father and a beautiful Greek mother, I was a cute baby, a cute little kid, a cute boy,...
"Excuse me, is that seat vacant?" Glancing up from his spreadsheet, Greg Lancaster liked what he saw. Surely no more than eighteen or nineteen, the fresh-faced youngster was, if not the prettiest girl to ever cast a shadow across his retinas, certainly the best-looking in his residual memory. Drooling was not an option, and in the wake of his marginally o...
The meeting broke up a lot earlier than I expected. I had about six hours to kill before my flight was to leave, so I decided to call my sister. We rarely had a chance to visit, because I never seemed to make it to Omaha except on business, so this evening would be a rare treat. And it would give me a chance to meet her new husband, Dan, and his daughter Rac...
The sneaky little scarlet imp had lied to Bate. She'd told him she could take him to where treasure was hidden. And so PVT Stewart Peter Bate had followed her up to a cave in the hills. He should have run the little bitch through with Granpa's trusty ole bayonet. He was going to. You couldn't take any chances with these tricksy hindigs, even if they did lo...
Welcome to the Love and Limousines Chain Story. Each author will be telling their own little tale of what happens in the backseat of the limousine. Each author will be using a different letter of the alphabet for the driver's name. Only time will tell what the driver's names will be. I hope you will enjoy the individual tales and let us know what you think...
This story is written in collaboration with WILockguy. In both Kitten's point of view and Daddy's point of view. ***** This was the first time Daddy had gone on an over night job without me. It rankled. All day long I'd been sending Daddy naughty suggestions of the things I wanted him to do to me and photos of my most intimate parts. He was working and I...
"Your first, your worst" is a common adage used to describe losing one's virginity. For me, it certainly wasn't the worst. In fact, the elation of finally being relieved of the shameful v-card remains one of the most potent experiences of my life. After I graduated high school I attended an out-of-state for college and loved it. While I was a fairly good-l...
Suck his dick, play with his balls, make him a sandwich and don't talk so much -- Dave Chappelle We want to eat, we want to sleep and we want to see a woman nekkid -- Jeff Foxworthy There are only three things women need in life: food, water, and compliments. -- Chris Rock Feed me, fuck me, shut the fuck up! -- Chris Rock * I came across both the Hitchh...