(Fictional story) (F-gang,inter,dp,dpp,creampie) by shaggy77 As Penny lay in bed on her second wedding night, next to her second (and first) husband Leonard, several scenes of her young life flashed through her mind. The outdoor ceremony that day had gone off without a hitch and had created a wonderful memory. It had been presided over by her friend Berna...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. All characters in this story are over the age of 18-years-old Summer Romance Never Forgotten, #5 We all have lost a love one and think about what may have been with that person instead of being married to the one we married. As if it all happened yesterday instead of forty years ago, Robert remembered...
Catching Colleen Ch. 01 Rounding Third and Heading for Home It was my last game. The wear and tear on my knees caused sharp, nagging pain, and my doctor said stop or live the rest of my life as a cripple. I thought of the ache in my arm, how hard it got to lift that arm as the season and seasons went on--and how I somehow managed to make good throws anyway....
This is the conclusion to, "I Don't Mind, It Don't Matter". It's tough to reach an emotional high when you've just lost, as happened in chapter one. This one was easier to get fired up over; but if you're looking for a quick jackoff story, this ain't it. And, if you aren't of legal age where you are, this story is off your reading list...find another story....
Previously in 'Handyman' Andy, a student home for his summer holidays, has started work as a handyman for the Hall's, his mother's employers and landlord. However, right from the start, Mrs. Hall has made it quite clear that she wants Andy for far more than his skills as a handyman. She now 'owns' Andy and her 'ownership' is symbolised by the name-tag at t...
We were in a strip joint in Juarez, across the bridge from El Paso. I was sitting with my buddies from Fort Bliss, doing what GI's do in Juarez: eat hot food, get laid in whore houses, and bitch about the Army over beers. We went to strip clubs and got shit-faced before buying pussy. It helps to be high when you shop for whores. The MC introduced the next s...
So this is it, the final chapter! Thank you so much for the encouragement through votes and comments - I hope you enjoyed reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. * "What took you so long?" he repeated, but I just stood there, with clenched fists and an open mouth. That was not the reaction I had expected. I was staring at George as he sat behi...
I met Amy when I started working for a large computer company in Texas, seeing her in the corporate lunchroom across a sea of debutantes. Her natural blonde hair, coiffured into a cotton candy helmet, statuesque 5'10" figure with three inch heels on legs that seem to go on forever. Her luscious breasts are somewhere between a C and D cup, which she tells me...
Jan Primm leaned against the kitchen counter in her small apartment in San Leandro, California. She sighed and then blew an errant strand of her light brown hair off to the side of her face. She couldn't use her hands because they were occupied holding a screaming Darren Jr., their youngest, who was going through the terrible twos even before he was two. Cou...
The relationship started out as a series of odd coincidences, fortuitous meetings and just plain dumb luck. Shayna and her husband had come to a parting of the ways. The years together had been fine - they liked each other, loved each other somewhat - but the weariness of time had set in. The fire was gone. Sometimes, weeks would go by without her having a...