This story is a work of fiction, and nothing more. It isn't endorsed by the WWF or any other parties involved. This story is intended for adults (18+) only. Blah blah blah, yada yada yada you know to rest of the legal crap. ******** Tyler is 21 years old and he got a ticket to a WWF live event coming to his hometown from Debra in an unusual, but pleasure f...
Foulfang gave a cry of surprise as he landed face first in the two foot deep stream, it was just deep enough to avoid his face hitting the rock at the bottom. Before he had a chance to stop himself the stream washed him headfirst down into the hole. His left shoulder wash smashed jarringly into the rocks around the edge of the gap and then he found himself j...
Our anniversary, that's what it is today our anniversary. Thirty three years today, that's how long Wendy and I have been married, thirty three pretty good years. At fifty one Wendy still looks great, sure after five kids she's put on a few pounds and things aren't as perky as they once were. But to me she's still the hot young eighteen year old babe I mar...
'Twas the night before Christmas. That's the way the story begins. Jenna walked into the darkened house and pulled off her long coat. She set her purse and coat on the table in the hallway and walked into the kitchen. Opening the door to the fridge, she pulled out a bottle of chardonnay and poured herself a glass. Then, she picked up her glass of wine and h...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. I apologize for the length of time between this chapter and the last one. * Thursday afternoon and evening, October 26 Cheryl Babcock walked out of my office as I approached it from the elevator. She turned and looked at me, "I just left the coffee carafe a...
"Your decision Miss Michelle. Do you want me to show you around or not?" "I don't suppose it would hurt and it would keep dad happy. How do you want to handle it?" "Just tell me what your schedule is and what your interests are. In general just let me know what you want to know." "For starters a good parts place. My water pump went out. I've got the old o...
Chapter 6 Home truths and Option 3 We talked about it next day. I commented that she must have enjoyed it because when we got home she was as horny as hell. She claimed that Joanne got her drunk. 'I didn't really come into the lounge without panties, did I?' 'You certainly did, strolled around the room like you owned it and when you sat on my knee you l...
The following is the second of several interviews I have had with Alysin Carter, who from the first interview is a beautiful white woman who loves to please black men. -MrDeep. Interviewer: I'm turning on the recorder. You of course know the interview will be taped and published like the first interview, which I might add was well received. Alysin: I hav...
It was a terrible week at work. The markets had taken their toll, so my colleagues and I went out for a few after-work drinks to commiserate over our losses. Four rounds later, Dave picked up the phone and made a call. After a brief conversation, he tossed a few bills on the table. “Going home?” asked Jim. “Making a little detour first,” replied Dave. “I n...
Sorrel lay in bed, half asleep, half awake. The sun was just beginning to peak through the curtains. It was going to be another beautiful spring day. Someone or something had been touching, no tickling, her feet. She peered down and saw Fletcher. He'd sneaked upstairs while everyone else was asleep. "Hello sleepy head," he said. She yawned and spread her a...