"You'd love to stick it in, wouldn't you?" "Err, stick what in...?" "The... mm... well the key, what else?" says my best friend with the most mischievous smile ever. "Sure, sure" I fumble through my keychain and I "stick" the correct key in the lock and open the door. I swear she is always teasing me like that. And just when you think she really means it,...
The doorbell rang. Excusing herself from her guest, Julie rose to answer the door. She was a little perplexed. She rarely got unannounced visitors, and now she had two. It was a cold and rainy night, and Julie couldn't imagine who would be knocking on her door. When she opened it, she got a shock. "Hello." The man before her said. "Tom!" Julie exclaimed as...
My excuse is that I was drunk. Well, I was drunk and it was New Year. And, um, I was heartbroken and horny. And anyway I'd always thought that Kelly was gorgeous. That's enough excuses I suppose. Where to start? Well yes I was drunk; partly because it was New Year's Eve, but mainly because I was nursing a broken heart – kind of. After a couple of eventful...
Early this summer, my girlfriend's family bought a purple 1979 Ford F-150 in hopes of getting some use out of the three-figure investment. All it was really used for was taking trash to the dump, and going to the drive-in, which only my girlfriend and I had the enjoyment of doing. We had set a few goals for that summer such as going to the drive-in and havin...
The baby arrived without fuss at forty weeks. However, they had all noticed how, in the past few days, increasingly Susan was tidying and arranging, checking and refolding all the clothes in the nursery. Perdy was said that Susan was "nesting", getting ready for the event, her unconscious wanting everything ready in due time. On Wednesday evening after the c...
I hated my father. When I was younger, I had a favorite stuffed animal. However, since I was young, I couldn't pronounce my v's properly. So my favorite stuffed animal was affectionately known as 'My Beaber'. I carried my beaber everywhere with me. I loved the stuffed animal so much that I couldn't part with it, no matter how many people tried to take it aw...
Story Two---The Honey Trap: Conclusion "B-B-B-Buttered?!" Phil stuttered. Lou and Elena's hands stroked his back. Lou's fingers ran along his spine while Elena stroked and squeezed his buttocks. The women stroked his front as well. Elena tickled his belly. Lou moved her hand to his lightly haired groin. She cupped his sex and did things Phil, prior to this...
When you're a boy named Kourtney, growing up necessitates you go by a nickname merely to survive. For the first fourteen years of his life, this went well. He got by with everyone calling him by the initials of his first and middle name. When sex education began, and all his peers became hyper aware of all things sex, suddenly that went from his name to an i...
Anna awoke. The first thing the young woman was aware of was that she was a little bit...upside down. She dangled by her feet, her long blonde hair cascading down into the darkness. It was very cold. Cold enough that she could feel her hardened nipples beneath... ...Okay, the second thing she noticed was that she was bound head-to-toe in sticky webbing. It...
My thanks to my editor adetaildiva. Without her this would be a poorer story. After her any errors are mine. * "I was talking to Jean Marlowe again. You know she was an English major in college." We were driving back from church the next day. Since I was obviously back in the dating scene, Linda felt like she could push her candidates forward. "Really." I...