It was a reasonable summer's day for England, the sun was out and it was quite warm. Not warm enough to sunbath by any stretch of the imagination, but it made my 300 mile trip back from University a bit less grim. I am always in a better mood when it is a nice day. I had the radio on singing away. I was wearing a white skirt and a white vest top.. The skirt...
We spent almost all of January getting the house ready to sell. In my mind I had begun calling it Faith's House. It seemed to make leaving it easier. We gave all of Faith's clothes and things to Goodwill, as well as some household goods, like our bed. We went to Cambria every weekend. By the end of the month two things were sure: Our house was on the market...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; there are numerous mistakes. Expect to find many of them. Chapter 1—because it feels good. Kaileen Withers knelt on the man's bed; shoulders pre...
It had been a really long day. I listened to Susan breathing deeply. I knew she was asleep. After our encounter in the pool, I couldn't really think about anything else. She, on the other hand, had managed to come up with a crazy dance routine for our gym class. She showed me over and over each move in succession. I tried in vain to match her graceful moveme...
For the next few months Bev was really happy and because she was happy so was I. She would arrange at least once a month to have some lovers come over. She joined a dating site that specialised with black lovers and she went through them two by two but there were so many of them that there was no way she could get through them all. She had not yet developed...
This is the second part of a two part series. ***** On the Monday after our photo shop I called to see if Dave enjoyed his gift. He said that he'd spent most of the day masturbating to each picture and has only gotten up to shot number fifty. "Fifty? That should have been everything," I said. "No, there's over 300 shots. I'm working my way through, but I...
On Monday morning Ashleigh woke up minutes before her alarm, feeling absolutely great. There were no noises from next door but she didn't need them. Her memories of the weekend were glorious and she couldn't wait to see Tom, and Sharon, again. Her alarm went off and she began her normal morning routine. When she dressed for work, she wore some of the new clo...
COPYRIGHT 1 December 2005 No part of the following story may be copied or transmitted without written authorisation of the author. This is fiction. Any resemblance of characters dead or alive and historic or current organisations to the real world are completely co-incidental. WARNING: This is for adult reading. If you are a minor or you are offended by...
This is an account of my first experience with swinging, or to be more precise, a threesome. It's a story which goes back quite some time but I know for sure that it is the kind of thing that is still happening for young women in today's world. What prompted me to write was my outrage at a radio phone-in show. I was listening to the program one evening as...
Chapter Seventeen Feynman - 3754 C.E. Jaden was in love with the wrong woman. By rights the one he loved the most should be Michelle, but it wasn't his long term partner whose mere presence shortened his breath and excited his heart however much he wished otherwise. Instead, the chief object of his lust was Svetlana. This was an utterly futile love, of...