"Howard, maybe I need to go stay with Aunt Jean. It would take a little pressure off both of us." "Baby, oh my beautiful Baby, don't think that. I just need to know that I can hold you and I'm okay. I've been thinking about this all week and I didn't know what else to do. Pete told me what happened to those people in the pasture when your cell phone was use...
(True story, it really is!) I met him online; I'd never met anyone online before, not really. There were a few times when I was a teenager, but mostly that, was just stupid fun, plus back then the internet was new so actually meeting someone from online in person was considered dangerous. Though now a days you hear about people meeting online and getting to...
As told to the author by Sly. My name is Sylvita. It's Hispanic sounding because I'm of Puerto Rican descent, but born at the Jersey shore. My nickname is Sly, which is what everybody calls me. I'm 23 and single. I have straight black hair, which is parted in the middle and comes down to my breasts. I have brown eyes and caramel-colored skin. I have a nice...
I arrived on time at SFO to a bright, sunny afternoon. I headed for my elder sister's home in nearby San Mateo. Mike was out in the front yard doing some hedge trimming on their lovely home. The children were nowhere to be seen, but Jeannie appeared at the front door when she heard Mike greet me. "Hey, Harry. Good to see you again. It's been ages," he said....
"Mochas. Muffins." Oz held out a white bag and a carrier with two travel cups. Willow still held the front door open, she'd been prepared to walk to school when she almost ran into him. His finger was still poised to ring the doorbell. "Uh-huh. What are they doing on my front porch? With you?" She smiled, bewildered at his behavior. "Well, there's this thi...
On Thursday, I returned to the courthouse for my first day as a file clerk in juvenile court. I wore my favorite low rise jean mini-skirt with lacy black tank top. As I approached the building I noticed an elderly man struggling to open the door, so I ran to hold it open. “Thank you, young lady.” My mouth fell open as I realized this smiling man was the me...
Sherry had warmed up to the point that she was now strutting her stuff and rocking the male audience at the strip club. She was throwing back her long red hair, and every part of her gorgeous, round-in-all-the-right-places body was moving suggestively to the musical rhythms blaring out from the club's sound system. The audience was out of their chairs and br...
CAUTION: This story contains scenes that arouse the author and may make you horny as well. All characters are fictional, and not based on people the author thinks are really hot and sexy. For example, Sarah does not have a dog like um...well Sarah does not have a dog. Enjoy the story only if you're allowed to wherever you are, or can read it without getting...
The day was too beautiful to waste any more of it at work so I told the boss so long and was out the door just before noon. I was feeling kind of horny and wanted to get home to maybe try to have sex with my hot blonde wife because for the past few months, sex between us had been nonexistent. It's not that we hadn't tried, it's just that I couldn't. You see...
The beeping sound started so faint, but began to build in Christopher's ears. Rubbing the spot where Zita's hair had softly swept his skin, he realized he was alone in the bed. His eyes fluttered open and he instantly felt confused. He was staring at a white ceiling with a fire sprinkler jutting out on the corner. Jumping out of bed, he looked around to see...