I stood there quietly waiting for him to appear. The stares from the passing airport guests were easy to feel and I did my best to ignore them. It was hard. I admit that; it still is hard to recall the lewd looks and the disgusted glares that washed over me from people I didn't know. Funny, how a person wishes to be liked by even those they will probably nev...
My girlfriend and I had been going through a lengthy rough patch. We were both spending our first summer away from home, having just finished our sophomore year of college together. Sex just hadn't been on the menu lately and I couldn't figure it out; I was very fit from running constantly and swimming in the lake, tanned, blond, slightly over 6 feet tall. F...
Donnie leaned against the wall next to the door leading out to his garage, and put his weary head into the hands resting on his knees. "'Tis the season," he thought as he started to tug his work boots off. It had been a horrible year all around at work, but now it was drawing to a close. He hoped that next year would be better, but the stimulus didn't seem t...
This story is a sequel to the original "Sunday School Teacher", and I was happy to see that readers were enjoying it as much as I did writing it. Therefore, this is the continuation of young Timothy's strange summer. You might wish to read the original story before tackling this one. Timothy is 18 years of age. **** My folks probably thought I was weird,...
I've invited you over for dinner. A romantic evening awaits. There's a three-course meal waiting for you with plenty of wine to go with it. You've been ordered to wear exactly this: a dress that ends no more than three inches above your knee, ties behind your neck and is backless. You're to wear no bra. You're to wear a red and black suspender belt, crotchle...
Based on the positive feedback and emailed requests for more stories, I went back in time a bit to my younger days and will share a "prequel" story from several years back. This is the first of a two-part story. Like my other stories, don't expect explicit sex in the first paragraph, I have to set the scene and paint the picture from my musty old memories....
In the past month or so Kaye and I'd only had brief frantic romps in the early morning, most of them with me taking her from behind in her hallway as she was about to leave for work. Kaye was always happy for a quickie, as she put it to me time and again: "I just love that full feeling, followed by a nice sticky load pumped into me, makes me feel dirty and s...
I awoke to the sound of running water, the smell of brewing coffee and a tiny sliver of brilliant sunshine beaming through the minuscule opening in our bedroom drapes. I normally would have pulled the comforter up over my head and gone back to sleep but this Saturday was different. My lover had slept over he was showering and had started a pot of coffee. I w...
You know that feeling when you go to a wedding by yourself and hope to meet an unattached woman -- one that you hit it off with immediately and who wants to drag you into bed and have wild sex for days. That was the feeling I got at my cousin's wedding. My luck came but not in the way I imagined. I was assigned to a table with some cousin of the bride. She...
This is the second part of a story. It is recommended that you read part one first. As always comments are welcome. Mat and Martha entered the bigger town early one morning. They were instantly excited by the hustle and bustle that had already grown at this early hour. In the sleepy prairie town Martha had left, there would be still quiet in the main street...