It was an unusually hot British summer, and I was staying on my friend's farm for a few weeks to help out with the list of the never ending jobs that always need doing. I didn't mind though, it meant I could be near the object of my teenage infatuation, David, my friend's much older brother. At 27, tall broad and muscular, with sandy blonde hair, all year ro...
On her bed, face down, face burred in a pillow, another pillow under her stomach, elevating her hips. Lynn's hands clenched the pillow and cried out in ecstasy as her boyfriend Dwayne ever so slowly stroked her from the back. He was taking his time moving in and out her, going as slow as he could manage to keep himself from loosing inside of her too quickly....
It is the summer of discontent, and this is assumed by the conclusion of the sloth- sloth being the angry pre-years of high school. Graduation day brings sincerity of glee in the minds of all the seniors (still ‘technically’ unable to buy a beer) at the handshake administered by the administrator and the paper, diploma stuffed in the other hand. Caps fly hig...
I am not so stupid that I believed Stan. He was saying sweet things and saying all the right words just so he could get in my pants. I had known for a long time Stan wanted to get some of my ass. I don't know why. I am not pretty, I am a little over weight and my tits are not as firm as they once were. So why did Stan want to screw me. Hell I don't know but...
It is a beautiful Saturday morning as she packs them a picnic lunch and a bottle of sweet wine while her lover saddles their horses out in the barn. The sun is shining and a few wisps of cloud drift slowly through the summer sky, catching on the mountains like stretched cotton candy. The birds are singing and the breeze carries the sweetness of hay and roses...
One summer, long ago, a few of my friends and I had the idea to "camp out" in a tent in my backyard. There were four of us in total – Danielle, Miranda, Jessie, and myself. Well, it was five if my dog, Buddy, counted. He would be staying in the tent with us that night too. Now, there was a good reason that Buddy was joining us, along with a couple baseball...
One of the most beautiful women in the world and she wanted to go out with me! She didn't know me from Adams house cat, but I certainly knew her. So did the rest of America. She was one of the highest of the high fashion models; her picture had graced almost every major publication in the free world. Her call came in just when I thought the summer doldrums...
Authors Note:Welcome to An American Fox in London! There is a cast page with pictures and a little more information on the main characters so please do have a look at that. I've set this story in London and used real places, landmarks, shops etc although some details are fictional. If you would like more info on what I have or have not invented then please f...
Summer 1858 It was about 10:30. They'd been riding around the plantation since right after breakfast, observing the slaves cultivating cotton under the watchful eye of an overseer. "Uncle Mark, I'm going to ride to that copse of trees on the right and attend to a call of nature. I don't think my bladder can hold much more." "Mine's in about the same state...
The bale of hay comes at me unexpectedly. I barely have time to face it and bring my arms up, let alone stop it from bouncing off my chest. I see Angela smile and hear, “Sorry!” through the hay dust. I see another bale lobbed up into the hay wagon and Angela turns to pick it up. I stack the one I have and turn to catch the next one she sends to me. I’m smili...