Amber and I walked purposefully towards the outdoor bathrooms at the far end of the parking lot. Next to them were the tennis courts, where there were a dozen or so students playing tennis at various levels of proficiency. It was a physical education class, looked like a mixture of Freshmen and Sophomores. A few of them had caught sight of Amber and were eit...
Charlie watched the window from where she leaned, smoking her cigarette. He was still in there, pounding down the last of his cheap beer; the pregame to ''boys night out'. Disgusting. Smoke streamed from her lips, and she flicked the ash from the end, the ember glowing in the dark of the night. Charlie knew that as soon as Ben left his home, and his wife, he...
Amber and I woke up in each other's arms the next morning. I kissed her on the forehead lightly and left a note on her bedside table. Although I would have loved to stay and make love to her again, with such a successful night before, I had no more supplies for day 2. Luckily I had my friends brother pick me up some 'harder' alcohol in case the softer stuf...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** When Ralph Waters had bought the DeGarde, Louisiana home, it almost seemed too large for a single man of twenty four years of age to own. It had five bedrooms and four full baths and two half-baths, one on the ground floor, and one on the second fl...
This was to be my first contribution to the Sunburnt Country Story Contest, but the typo goblins struck and missed the deadline for the event, oops? Anyway, I'm from the land down under and thought I would throw together a story, based on a recent trip I made out West to north of Mt Isa. This is purely a work of fiction based on some of the country and peop...
(All persons engaged in sexual activity in this story are over 18 years old. Any similarities between this story and real people are purely coincidental) Please read Pt. 1 first to get the story outline. ***** When Tom's stepmother asked Karen to take her and his dad to the airport for their weeklong vacation to Europe, Tom began thinking about the possib...
I think I'm a pretty normal guy. I'm not like weird or into weird things. I work at a foundry, a man's job. I work hard. I've never been into like orgies or swapping or anything. I'm good looking, good shape. But... I don't know. I just had this experience and I don't know how to describe how it made me feel. It just totally messed me up. I don't know what t...
All week at school I had been looking forward to Friday. Despite my initial plan of taking a break from our relationship to pursue my inexplicable desire to meet a girl 'from the wrong side of the tracks,' Amber deciding that she would fill the role was a welcome change of direction. Besides, I hadn't concocted a real idea of how to meet this 'bad girl,' let...
Hanging by the wrists, the metal cuffs cutting into her skin, she is awakened by the cold. She stirs. The chains rattle as she unknowingly pulls against them, beginning to realise that she is restrained. Head dropped, hair falling over her face, she gathers her strength. As she lifts her head, the dark dreadlocks shift slightly and her eyes open and begin to...
The weekend had finally arrived and although I had enjoyed the little bits of time seeing and hearing about Amber's progress, school had kept me fairly distracted as finals were in full swing. Additionally, I had been taking a few extra shifts at the grocery store to save up a little cash for what was going to be a big surprise for Amber. This weekend would...