Matt and I had been together for a couple of years and had always known we wanted to be in a polyamorous triad with another woman, but so far we hadn't had any luck finding someone we wanted long-term. We'd had plenty of threesomes with beautiful women, but most were one-night stands or just weren't looking for what we were. Until we met Amanda. Amanda was...
Time passed slowly as the children recited their catechism to you and you would gently correct them. The day was so slow, as humidity made the room close. The merest touch of your clothes was uncomfortable and you were glad to be free of your lessons. I was the priest and I allowed you to close the school hall, you gathered the books and slates stacking them...
Demographic trends are something I pay close attention to. I have it on good authority that White Canadians are having far fewer offspring than their African, Arab, Asian, Aboriginal and Latino counterparts. The future of Ontario, Canada, is colorful rather than pasty, if you catch my drift. Must be why so many Euro-Canadian bozos in the City of Ottawa, Onta...
Thanks to MissZ. Your editing skills and ideas are a tremendous help. Catholic School Mom's – The Basketball Season Kate O'Brien is an incredible kisser. She has her arms draped over my shoulders. She's hugging her freely hanging C-cup breasts into my right side and grinding her well-fucked pussy against my thigh. I can feel her wet pussy lips dripping int...
It was the start of her college's spring break, and Amanda walked to one of the school cafeterias for breakfast. She was 22 and soon to graduate in May. An excellent student with a great deal of drive, she had accomplished a lot, but there was a relatively new life choice she wanted to conquer: she wanted to have a baby. This was not a phase, fleeting inkl...
A short story to distract me for a bit. Nothing new here. Move along if you want ground breaking. Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. David Coverdale, Bernie Marsden: "I don't know where I'm goin', but I sure know where I've been." + + + + Marcie, my wife...
The Car Mechanic and the Skier - Part 1 - He Fixed Her Auto Chap 1 - We Meet Again I was just finishing with a customer when a tired looking Volvo pulled up in front of the shop. The driver walked hesitantly into the office, but I didn't recognize her until I looked up from the invoice in front of me. As I thanked my customer, I realized that I knew thi...
This is module two, chapter one. This is a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 4 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. In module one, our main character, Katherine "Kat", was a senior in high school a...
This is a true story. It did not happen to me, though I narrate the tale; I have tweaked genders and family facts and other pertinent information to obscure its origin, though I believe if the subjects described were to read this writing, they would recognize themselves quickly, if not immediately. I learned of these facts today, and they led me to write....
“Samantha. Hello, Samantha! Earth to Samantha!” Samantha woke up with a smack to the back of her head. Groaning she turned over, her coal black wavy hair a complete mess. “What?” “It’s time for class, Professor White said if you are late again, she’s going to fail you.” Samantha’s roommate Jenni said. “Yeah, yeah… Let me get up.” Samantha said as she climbed...