"At least he made you come," says Sam. "Yes. Several times, too." "So what's the problem, then?" Sam takes the pasta of the stove and pours the water out into the sink. He has invited Ellenor over for dinner, and he has made his specialty, 'tagliatelle con funghi e spinacchi'. "I guess there IS no problem," says Ellenor. "I got what I wanted. So why am I...
Chris could not believe his luck. He had just gotten home from work in late may and he saw a email from Barefootngurly (heather). With a smile on his face he clicked open the mail box and saw what she wrote. Dear Chris: I saw that you have a birthday coming up and since you live in NJ and I live in PA why don't you hop in that car of yours and stop by for...
For me, college was a real ordeal. I was away from home in a strange city for the first time in my life with no family or close friends to rely on. I took a full course load of classes and also waited tables to raise money to pay for my dorm room and car payments. My name is Carrie. I am your typical cute girl next door type with my shoulder length auburn h...
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How can you possibly get into trouble meeting up with your boyfriend to go out on a date? I mean, all I had to do was go to the point where we'd arranged to meet and wait until he showed up. I got there a few minutes early but that was OK. I just stayed next to one of the shops and waited. We had arranged to meet at the entrance to Ballam Park. It was a ve...
In the summer after my eighteenth birthday, I met Nick. He was a thirty-something who lived in our building. My parents had gone for their yearly European trip, and I had been left behind this year because I had college orientation during what would have been the last week of their trip. Mooning and alone, with nothing to do for four whole weeks until my f...
Brian and I had been divorced for ages and that made me happy, for a while, until the loneliness swept in. Holidays nagged the most. And yes, I was nervous over the reckless choices I'd taken lately, but I still hoped for a new chance at real love. Sure, I'd slept with a few guys, but I hadn't found anything satisfying. The sex was okay – well sometimes. M...
Margie was talking to a guy from IT when Mrs. Gleaves approached. The boss's wife was elegant and stunning in a full length black sheathe that indicated almost no breast and no rear. Though her short cocktail dress was not quite so elegant, Margie felt she more than made up for it in tits and ass. Mrs. Gleaves spoke to the two of them, but turned to Margie,...
I met her at the hippest nightclub on the island. She was the hottest girl on the dance floor, and believe me there was no shortage of hot girls in that place that night. The island was the newest hot spot for vacationing beautiful, young and wild people that year. And this nightclub was the place to be on a Saturday night, or any other night for that matte...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** "Annie, did you know Bill Jackson in school?" Chrissie asked her sister the next day. "Billy?" she said. "Sure, I knew Billy. He was a very sweet guy." "You mean - he was gay?" "Oh, no," Annie said. "He wasn't gay. I didn't mean that kind of sweet. Just really nice. Quiet. Shy....