I moved through the next days in a daze, catching the memory of that hour and trying to resolve if it was a dream or a nightmare, sleeping or awake. It made no sense and I could not share it with anyone for surely they would think I was mad. I was mad, mad with the vision of her, in a mad maze. As more days passed I found myself eating to build up my stren...
It was getting late as Red turned the key in the front door to their little terraced house. "That's strange" she thought to herself. The unusually eerie silence unnerved her. "Where are Sparkie and the kids?" She stepped from the street into their lounge and closed the door, her strappy heels clanking on the wooden floor. "Hello?" Red called out into the s...
Laura sat in the bathroom her panties around her spread knees and her fingers strumming wildly at her hard responsive clit. She bit hard on the wash cloth she had surreptitiously placed in her mouth to keep her moans limited to a level that no one else in the apartment might hear. Finally, thankfully she heard the front door slam and knew she was alone. "FU...
I recently had to upgrade my computer and decided to sort through my hard discs to see what I wanted to keep. I found myself reading my diaries which I have been keeping over the years and they brought back some very sexy memories. If I were being honest as I still see some of the women involved my memory did not need much of a jolt to recollect the events a...
Chapter 2: The Wilderness. New Jersey Forests, 1840-1855. It was a cold night on the streets of Victorian London. Thick fog swamped the city, so thick that the yellow street lamps could do nothing to penetrate the gloom. At this hour the streets were largely deserted, only the disreputable and the dangerous would brave such a night. It was the perfect for E...
I married my first wife, Suzie, right after our collage graduation. It was an impulsive move because we'd met only 3 months earlier and didn't know each other too well. But she was the hottest girl in school, perfect petite hour glass figure, and the sex was incredibly good. I believed I had hit the jackpot. In reality, however, we were from very different...
February, 1984 - Laura Meets Lou The situation felt weird, but good. Laura hadn't kissed anyone in months, not since she'd broken up with Marta and Milton and their friends. Now, here she was on a date with some guy who was barely eighteen, of course she was not quite nineteen, but there seemed to be a world of difference between them. She'd only gone out...
Chapter 12 Laura Strand Laura married Dwight Littlefield two days before her eighteenth birthday. She had been about to start her college career when he enlisted in the Navy. They had been going steady her last two years in high school, but wound up eloping the week before he was to go to San Diego for Boot Camp. Following the brief honeymoon, they packe...
"Pie." {If you are offended by bodily fluids ("gold" and other) extreme fetish and discipline, probably you should skip this story.} * * * * Rae, my sister, knocked and came into the hospital room. I was tied to the portable stretcher and lying there with slimy fuck all over my face and yet happy as a clam. In just about two hours I'd become responsive to...
The ride to the marina was a quiet one for both couples due in part to the fact that both girls had a cock in their mouth. Gabby sucked Brad's cock all the way there. Emma didn't get the idea until she noticed that Gabby had disappeared from view ahead of them. "Well that was altogether too short a ride." Rudy said as they regrouped on the dock. "I agree....