She looked pure. Innocent and virtuous; untainted by the realities of modern life. She radiated divinity; the long white silk gown, clinging elegantly over her teenage torso, remained unkinked and unruffled in the bodice as she walked. It was exuberant: the skirt of the ball-gown style outfit covered by decorative ruffles. Her hair shimmered a soft buttery...
I was glad to see that Kate and Keira's tent was pretty big. In fact it was big enough to stand up in, had an entrance porch, and might even have been bigger than our motorhome. Kate held open the flap at the front and saw me looking at the size of the tent. She said: "Keira's Dad bought it for her. Guess how long it took us to put it up?" "Bloody hours,...
It was precisely 8:30 a.m. Monday morning when I held the front door of my single-story office building open for Alexis Barron. She strutted in, hands free, and with a confidence I had never witnessed before. Meekly, I followed behind the young black woman carrying all her things, and breathing her perfumed tail winds as we reached the front desk. The of...
Last weekend my wife Jean and I decided to spend the weekend at our cabin in Estes Park. We arrived early Saturday afternoon and started unpacking when I suddenly noticed that I was the only one unloading the car. I went back into the cabin to find my wife looking out the window, staring intently. What was she looking at I wondered. Rather than come up behi...
Harry Johnson sat on a park bench. The day was sunny and warm for November, only a trace of chill in the air. Still, he noticed most people had a light jacket with them, either on their bodies, draped on their arms, or tied around their waists. Harry was the typical recent retiree. Since he'd left teaching last year (389 days ago, to be exact), he'd tried t...
My first story. Go EASY ON ME. I did have fun writing it though so I hope y'all enjoy. ***** Sophia nervously fidgeted while sitting on her teacher's bed. Miss Austin flashed the young 18 year old senior a warm smile while containing her excitement and struggling to hide her true intentions with the very pretty teen. "Relax." instructed the teacher. "I'm...
There's much to say about being a being a dirty old man. I mean that I'm not exactly good looking, hard-bodied, super-smart, or filthy rich. Yet, I've found that with Kelly none of this matter. I've watched her grow up from a child to a young woman and should feeling feel ashamed of myself for being such a pervert. But when we are making love, I could care l...
The duel sounds of Randy's heart throbbing and Paula's lungs crying out for air mingled in the electrically charged air of the Lindsey bedroom as the man of the house tried to grasp what his wife was silently hinting at. His eyes fully adjusted to the dark now, Randy swiveled his neck back and forth as he stared at his wife's awestruck and exhausted eyes as...
Please read these stories in Order. I am trying to follow a progression. If you like this, I have a couple more adventures I want to write about. After an incredible weekend of sex and work, I think both Sandy and I felt there was something here that we both had been missing for a long time. I had to drive back to the city and go back to my regular job, b...
Kelly Shaw tiptoed into Idaho's bedroom. The bedside table clock in Uncle Kurt's room had shown 7.50 in the morning and he had slipped downstairs, instructing the blonde teenager to rouse Idaho and get her down to the torture chamber. The 18-year-old crept up to the 38-year-old slave's side of the bed. Kelly's father, Brad, was snoring soundly alongside the...