I'd been masturbating to Kathy Ireland's gold ass and green eyes tacked to my wall all summer. I was nineteen—stupid and destroying my teeth with the phosphoric acid in Coca Cola. My brother-in-law handed me a Miller Light and a note. It read vibe something—a girl's email from his meat selling job. He was a tall manner-less hick who lived in dive bars, so th...
Country Life. Hi there! First, an introduction. My name is Peter, Peter Banks, and I live with my family in a village in south Gloucestershire near Bristol in the west country of England. The rural life: in many ways idyllic. A real cross-section of village life with the vicar, the policeman, postman, a pub and all the local characters; and quite a few chi...
Meet Navdeep Singh, a young Indian woman living in the City of Kanata, Ontario. She works at Tim Horton's to pay the bills while studying at Algonquin College. The life of an international student is never easy. In the morning, Navdeep works at the drive through window, taking orders from customers who are always in a hurry. The rat race which permeates Nort...
"Hmm, I feel good," Dina Dhavalikar said, and she sighed happily while in the arms of her lover, Ismail Woldense. Tenderly, Dina stroked Ismail's face, and gazed adoringly at her lover. Over the past few months, Ismail had become quite dear to Dina, who surprised herself and many other people by falling in love with him. Nowadays, they live together in a one...
Julia realized sucking cock and stripping wasn't going to cut it in order to pay back her step father's debt. She knew she needed something bigger to get her to 10,000 dollars. Julia remembered her friend Emily, also a stripper who went to Julias school a couple years ago but dropped out her senior year to become a full time stripper, had lined up a job to s...
ACT 4: INTRODUCTIONS OF A SORT I stepped out onto the patio and into the warm air, as the afternoon sun began its waning decent into the western sky. Cracking open a cold beer, with a grimace, I watched Kat walk down into the clear blue water of the pool, her steps slow and deliberate. She glanced down and tapped her crotch, pressing the soft plastic piece...
It was still dark when Gwyneth inexplicably stirred from sleep, even though the alarm hadn't gone off. Still groggy, she was about to roll over and slip back into slumber until she realized that she wasn't alone in bed. A strong, muscular arm was draped over her waist, pulling her close to the masculine warmth that was spooning her from behind. Slowly, she t...
Hot. Make that hot and bored. For a fifth straight day the temperature hovered in the mid-90s. My room retained heat and gave no quarter even during the night. My parents, the two greenest people on earth, refused to have air conditioning in the house. They even frowned upon fans because of the extra electricity they used. "Dress coolly and let your min...
Dear readers, this story follows on from Sunshine. It will stand alone but is most likely better enjoyed after reading that submission first. I've blamed it on the moonlight. Wrapping a towel around me for warmth, I stumble sleepy around the chalet seeking some sign of Sarah. She has tidied the kitchen, folded towels, picked up empty glasses and bottles...
Note: Please read chapter one to get up to date. Basically three couples started to soft swing and then brought a younger couple in. The men tried to go past soft swinging and the women stopped them. This will be the final chapter of this "soft swing" story. All rights reserved. Neither Amy nor Matt said a word to each other after picking up their sons at...