Part 3 The First Time It was early in the fall and I had just started back to school to work on a Master's degree. I had been working at a local convenience store but wasn't really making enough to cover rent. I was looking through the help wanted ads in the school newspaper and one of them caught my eye, "Figure Drawing Model". The job was working as a nu...
"You know I don't do mornings," She said, looking across the table in the hotel lobby at Ren. "Hey, don't blame me! It's your friend from out-of-town that is the reason we are down here. I'd have soon stayed in bed a little longer," he said, sticking out his tongue at her. She brushed her hair gently with one hand, flipping him the finger as she did so. "O...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
An empty beer bottle arced through the air then broke the smooth surface of the water with an unimpressive splash. Mike watched the ripples spread out across the pond until they lapped against the shore at his feet. He reached into the cooler, the cold felt good to his hand, and pulled out another bottle and twisted the cap off. The ice-cold liquid gurgled d...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
There is nothing like being naked! I could smell her the minute she walked into Captain Bob's Bar and Grille. It was the unmistakable smell of a luscious pussy in heat. She was wearing a pretty pale yellow, spaghetti strapped sundress, and her tan was a perfectly golden match. Intuition told me that was all she was naked under that thin cotton garment. It...
I was lying on my back, a man's head between my thighs. His tongue was working me over, and over, and over. I was shaking and on the verge but still I couldn't come. I was desperate, grabbing handfuls of sheets and writhing, bucking against him. A buzzer was going off, it was ringing over and over while I tried to focus. I heard Stan's voice, "Honey, we alre...
The only benefit to getting sent to Houston for training in the middle of July, aside from the boost it could potentially give my career, was the chance to finally meet Marcie, whom I'd only known via the Internet since we'd met on a discussion board. This wasn't an Internet hook-up by any means; sure we flirted, but I was married and she was recently divorc...
This is one of a series of Catherine stories. If you want to know more about her, check out any older Poorwriter story and read the introduction. Thanks! CLIMBING THE LIGHTHOUSE STAIRCASE My beautiful and adventurous wife Catherine and I took a weekday trip up to the shore and we had so much fun traveling along the coast. It was so nice out and she wore...