Rockwell Junior College (post graduate high school, as a friend put it) was next to a small river on a group of hills in northern Illinois. On a brilliant autumn day in September of 1970, I opened the door to the gym building. It was the on the highest hill of the group, and the rays of the setting sun slanted bright red and gold through the floor to ceiling...
Hall Pass -- (27) -- Visit by the Cops The Holidays began with Thanksgiving on November 24. We invited Uncle Gus and a date for dinner. He didn't bring a date. We also had Juan, Maria and their children. Maria and Linda did all the work. Dinner was the traditional roasted turkey and all the trimmings. Mike and his friend arrived on December 13. I was parti...
This is a work of fiction. It's a multi-part story and is more for connoisseurs of erotic stories and not for those looking for quick and explicit sex. It's advisable to start with part 1. *** After the exciting end to our day at the river, Jackie returned to the other flat to spend the night with Chris. She gave a quick call telling us that Chris was slee...
Wednesday – Paris James awoke with a smile on his face. He was in Paris, things were going well with Caresse, and he was finding himself totally enthralled by the young lady sleeping across the hall. And the day ahead was surely going to be a full and most interesting one. He bounded out of bed and was showered, shaved and dressed in no time. He took his la...
"Your destination is on your right in 500 feet". My heart was pounding in my chest. I pulled up to the house and shut the car off, taking one last look in the rear-view mirror to make sure my make-up was perfect and my perky tits were straining to pop out of my shirt. I got out and grabbed my bag from the backseat before walking up to the house. My palms we...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. INTAKE Joey Peckerwood's hands shook as he pressed the doorbell to Aunt Beatrice's house. The place was being renovated. That much was clear from the piles of dirt in her front yard. The backhoe was idle today, this being the Sabbath. Joey's index finger was still shaking as he pressed...
I knocked lightly on Jasmine's door with Mitch standing directly behind me. Tiffany opened the door and grinned as we entered. "How's she doing?" I asked. "She's doing okay a little groggy but I think she'll be fine in the morning." Tiffany replied. I walked into the living room where James and Avery were seated at the bar having a drink. James had his...
It was a Friday afternoon that seemed of little consequence. I got up, shaved, cleaned and pampered my body. After my underwear was in place I wore my usual boot socks, boots, jeans and a plaid shirt. The bar at Fulton Street was busy that afternoon when I arrived about 2:00 and everybody including Lori (the owner) seemed glad to see me. Joe Turley and I too...
*Disclaimer: Any persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 She looked around the hotel room and felt a shiver of delight, of apprehension. It was a long drive from DeGarde to New Orleans, but she was not tired in the least. She jumped guiltily when she felt his hand on her shoulder. "It's all right," she tol...
So when I first read this story by callmesparky Paradise Lost, I enjoyed it for the most part. It is a well written and thought out story but I wasn't thrilled with the way it ended. I asked the author if he would mind if rewrote the story, mainly the ending. You see he wrote to story to fit real world limits, what would most likely happen. I rewrote the sto...