"Blueberry" Before we proceed with our response with Peter's rash decision, let us back track to a couple hours earlier. After Peter left with the girls, the rest of the team decided to take a break. Some wanted to hang out around the main camp and meet new people. My friends who watched us had plans for lunch. Yuki was meeting with Chris and discuss the wo...
I would like to thank Techsan for his patience and proof reading. His editing skills were invaluable. * Chapter One: Jamaica The clear azure waters were placid as the old weathered trawler lay anchored just off the north side of Jamaica, close to 13 miles northeast of Montego Bay. The current slowly drifted past the worn boat as an incredibly thin black y...
"Bless me Father, for I have sinned, and I wish I could die!" I wailed into the darkness. Before I could stop crying, the door to my confessional was opened and Father McKenzie stood over me. He offered his hand to me as he spoke. "Come with me, Eleanor, please. We need more time and privacy than this confessional can offer. Come with me to my office." I...
Caleb chugged a room-temperature glass of water while he waited for the shower to heat up. He didn't want it too hot though -- this summer afternoon, like most summer afternoons in Charleston, felt like an oven. And with no air conditioning in his parents' modest suburban home, there was no escape. He looked at himself in the mirror. His skin was still glis...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a direct sequel to "Teaching Dat Ass," but my intent was to write it so that knowledge of the original story was not required for enjoyment of this one. The volleyball sailed through the air towards Nicole. Her feet planted firmly on the ground, her hands clenched, she was ready. And then Alaina came sailing out of nowhere, j...
When we were in our early 30s, my wife and I would go to local strip clubs occasionally. We would get a couple of lap dances (together) and it would create some hot sex later on. As we got more daring, we headed up north to a bigger city and the strippers would be more liberal. It would be very common for the girls to make out with my wife, reveal her breast...
Part 1: Entering the Criminal Justice System The gavel came down hard; the cracking sound was so loud that it made me jump. But I was in a sort of haze, I didn't really understand what was going on. I looked over at my public defender, his lips were pursed and he was quietly collecting his papers on his desk. "What does that mean?" I asked and he looked ov...
Naomi and Sarah arrived in town and parked the wagon in front of the general store that also served as the local post office. They climbed down, chatting and laughing as they entered the establishment. A bell over the door tinkled, and the young women sighed, glad to be out of the freezing temperatures. "Hello Mrs. Thatcher," Naomi said, with a friendly nod...
Part 4 – The Weddings (chapter 1) A week before Helen's wedding her 'friend' from university Kathleen was getting married to Rupert. Nathan and Helen didn't really know Rupert as Kathleen had met him since she had left university and the couple had only known each other for months. Her family, the McKenzie's, was exceptionally wealthy and the wedding was a...
Note: This is the first part of a two part story. That ass. That sweet ass. How the hell was a boy supposed to concentrate when Professor McKenzie was bending over her desk, letting her short skirt ride up. After all, this was the Professor Denise McKenzie, the very one who had once posed in Playboy. The one who had penned an entire book about oral sex. Ov...