Three beer made me feeling dizzy and comfortable. We rumbled along the dirt road and from the back seat I watched the two sisters in the front of the car. "I think the last beer was too much," I murmured. "Yeah me too," Cassy giggled from the front seat. "Only the last one?" her sister Andrea said in amusement, while looking over to her younger sister. "Y...
I was thinking to myself one day while lying in bed. If men think with there dicks, what do women think with? I realize that not all girls have this nympho desire or nothing. But, you see, I know some who like to be bad, do bad things. Are we just that type? I was trying to come up with a story to write. A good one. Then what do I think about doing to some...
This happened, to us, in London, in the 1980s. Or didn't happen - could be looked at that way too. 'Us' was myself and my wife, Chloe. A bit about my wife. Chloe is strikingly good-looking and in a sexy way. Some attractive women are ethereal or angelic, delicate, mysterious. Some are statuesque. There are many ways to be good-looking. Chloe's way is sexy...
Jane had always done OK at school, never in with the coolest group but always had a good bunch of friends she could rely on. However all this changed on one night out, Jane was at the bar when she noticed Sophie and Alicia walk in. Jane had always looked up to these two girls, they were the girls which always had the latest fashion, money and the hottest boy...
Although I started pleasuring myself with kid gloves and satin when I was 13 years old, I did not completely cross dress until I was in my late thirties. At that time I was living with the sexiest, horniest female that I have ever known. Her name was Kay and I met her when I was working as a car salesman. I had just sold her a new car and was telling her tha...
The Summit Club here in Tulsa, OK, is located on the very top of the Bank of America building...on the 32nd floor...one of the taller buildings on the Tulsa skyline. The Summit Club is an upscale restaurant/bar/club...Happy Hour being from 5:00 p.m. - 7:00 p.m. Every now and then I am invited up there to join a friend for a hors d'oeuvres, drinks, interest...
I was asked by a friend to write a story for her and was given limited information. The premise of the story is fact, the contents and story itself is purely a product of my imagination given what little I know of the real event. I hope you enjoy. They'd been friends since childhood in Ireland and hadn't seen each other since Laura moved to New Zealand wi...
If you youngsters can stand one more tale from an old dried up hippy about his adventures in the sixties, I'll tell you one of mine. I guess technically you couldn't call me a hippy cause I had a job and I owned some property. Now some people wouldn't call growing marijuana a job but I did. When my grandpa died I was the only one left in our family, you kno...
Jane and I came upon Shangri-La suddenly while walking a path along the pond. It was the morning after a party at the cabin of a friend of Jane's, a rather unique kind of party. A friend had invited me there for Friday night. "It's a photo party," Jane said. "Where the women get to photograph the guys." "Are the guys going to be naked?" I asked. My fri...
"Puppy!" he called from the living room. "Pup, whether you're ready or not, we're starting in five minutes," Master said. I can't lie, I already knew he was tapping his foot and looking at his watch. What an impatient Master I have, I thought to myself, trying again to tie my pigtails up with the pink ribbons. Giving up, I scampered outside, and pouted, star...