"Bryan, you fucking asshole!" It wasn't the first time I'd said it. It wouldn't be the last. 'Bryan, you fucking asshole!' had sort of become my mantra in the days since my now ex-fiancé had abandoned me at Quarry Gap in Pennsylvania. Ok, "abandoned" isn't really fair. But fuck fair, he's still an asshole. *** We'd planned the trip for a year. We were go...
Chapter One Ben Jarvey was an average guy, at least in his self-evaluation. The way he saw it, on the plus side, he had his own locksmith business for many years, with many loyal clients, and was pretty much free to do what he wanted when he wanted. On the negative side he was 50. He was 6’ 1” tall and thin but still in possession of his muscles and trim bo...
I was really skinny in middle school. In high school I started, but barely, to develop breasts and hips. I didn't date very much at all, guys were interested in the cheerleader types with big boobs. I continued to develop and in college started to look like a girl. My second semester I dated Carl. No way was he the guy I wanted to spend my life with. In fact...
Fall 1951 Dale County, Alabama "Hey, Johnny." Johnny nearly dropped his wrench into the engine of his old '37 Chevy pickup. Slowly he pulled himself out from under the hood, hoping his ears hadn't heard what they just did. Sure enough. There she was. Greta Mansfield. Lord girl, you should not be here. The afternoon sun outside the barn's open doors cas...
"Diane, you need to get laid," my long time friend Joan is telling me. "You can't keep moping around just because you caught that bastard cheating on you. He was fucking half the women in town before he met you and will continue, it's just his nature. He makes a pass at every female he meets. He even made a pass at me." "But the sex was so good," I tell her...
Authors Note: Although this story originally spawned from a simple dream, I am dedicating it to my wonderful Minx, who somehow manages to inspire me even when we are apart. Happy birthday, my muse. I love you. I also want to thank Serrabeth, whose feedback and support made the completion of this story possible. ***** "Finally, it's done!" I said aloud, r...
The next day after having sex in the hot tub, I wasn't sure what to expect. Tara was picked up for school like nothing had happened. I was expecting some kind of communication one way or another about the events of the previous night, but none came. I was really confused about my own feelings and was having a hard time figuring out how Felicia felt. Did I pu...
Chapter One A year later... Tamara and Zeb were in the basement of his house, uncovering their new pool table, when he suggested a wedding plan to her. "Would you be uncomfortable with Mateo being a groomsman?" "No, but I thought you didn't like him." "I never said I didn't like him, plus I need a groomsman to walk with Quinn, so I thought it would be a...
As usual I own a huge thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for helping with this. Hopefully this part does not drag too much. I know where I want this story to go, but I'm still not sure how I am going to get there. Like the other woman based stories this one is a bit of a stretch for me ( since I'm not a woman ).I wasn't sure if this belonged in EC or Lesbi...
H.M., Thank you for your quick and useful replies. ***** I woke up with a splitting headache, and an urgent need to pee. But one look to my side, and I knew it could wait a little longer. Anita looked irresistibly lovely; her hair a mess, mouth partly opened, dribble forming a wet spot on the pillow. The bed cover, pulled up to her neck, rose and fell with...