If you want to find out more about Shannon Boyle and her many exploits, she and her buddy Gina feature in many of my stories: How to Be A Good Mentor, Chats in the Stairwell, The Norwegian Made Me Do It, Dylan Gets Luckier... just to name a few. Though, of course, this story stands alone. Enjoy! * * * I was still twitching my new bra into shape as I made...
Chapter 01 Steve yawned and stuck his leg out into the aisle then slouched down in the pew and sulked. He couldn't believe that he was here. "Why do I let my mother tell me what to do," he griped to himself. "I'm 36 years old and divorced but I still obey my mother." Glancing to his right he watched his mother babbling to someone sitting next to her in t...
I had been chatting with Lace for a month and a half before she invited me to her home which she shares with her husband. At 22, I hadn't yet had such an experience. Lace had shown me pictures of both her and her husband and they both seemed like normal people in their forties. "Cum by and let us show you a good time," her message said in the chat room. For...
Rob is forced to meet one of the most testing challenges of his life when he finds his trusty old cock no longer functions as it did all through his married life. ED is a condition that will confront one in every six men in later life ... the frustration that the equipment that served him so well just can't get hard enough to perform penetrative sex any more...
Awakening Jenny Stone knew she was asleep, but she was not awake enough feel her consciousness outside herself. Was this ascension experience proof that the Lord exists? Jenny felt like it was. Then she drifted deeper into her sleep. Jenny had blonde hair and she was a beautiful girl. She also got straight A's except in science where she almost failed. A r...
*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, using Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned. *.* Richard Trahan got out of his pickup truck. The steadily falling rain did not help his mood as he carried the box to the small store. The candl...
BTTap edited and polished my rough text for English-speaking readers, so they can thank him for the readable prose. Story idea origins from the true life, I tell it in nutshell at the end of the story! ***** Chapter 1. Susan My name is Burt Watson. I was born in a medium sized mid-western city. I grew up an only child in a typical all-American family. T...
Dear Nicole, Those are very good questions and they both have very good answers. First of all, even though in these letters it seems like all we did was go from one sexual encounter to another, that's not the way it was. In fact, Felecia and I both were honor roll students and Felecia was on the principal's list which was the highest level of all. I only sa...
To the friend I never met, for what might have been, this tale is dedicated. It began last spring. I knew my grades were good enough for my scholarship, except for my English. I needed an A and at the moment was heading for a poor B at best. Mom and Dad knew I was trying hard and one Friday evening, after supper, Dad asked me if I thought some extra tutorin...
"As much as I love seeing you on a Friday night sweetie, you can't fool me, you're avoiding him," Bree said as she scrolled through the movies on Netflix. As Bree and Harlee sat in the low lit living room streaming movies from the chrome cast. The weeks had fallen by the wayside around them. At this point most nights they hardly saw one another. Which for...