Anne's letter -- Sicilian Revenge Dear Tony, If you're reading this letter that means that I've already left this world. At the hospital I wanted to explain things, to give you my side of the story, but you were so angry that no one could make you understand. From the words you said, I could not imagine that you hated me that much. I know I hurt you, I kn...
Goldie Madison let herself into her house and sighed as she threw her coat on the coat tree beside the door. The first day of school was always stressful, especially for the teacher. For Goldie it was even more stressful as first grade teacher in the village where she had lived all her life. It never failed, the kids all wanted to hear "the story". Goldie sh...
This is our first attempt at a submission it is a pretty accurate description of our relationship and is a mix of fantasy and reality. We are interested to see what readers think I have known her for a long time, my neighbour, Victoria. I fell in lust with her from the first time I met her. Not that she was overtly sexy, but she is so sensuous, in a lovel...
"You mean to say there are really that many choices when it comes to painting a nursery?" Ryan asked, sceptically. He and Gemma were having dinner at a little Italian restaurant in Primrose Hill, one that they had frequented only on special occasions growing up. "You'd be surprised! Especially when you're expecting boy-girl twins!" Gemma laughed. The waite...
It was county fair time again, and I was approaching the event with definite mixed feelings. Maybe it's true, maybe I am getting to be an old fogey, but for the most part I didn't like the changes I had seen in county fairs over the years. It seemed to me that when I was a kid, the county fair was about seeing who made the best pickles, who grew the biggest...
"Elegant, classy, prim and proper." Those were the words used most often to describe Nancy. Married fifteen years, Nancy and I had reached a little "staleness" in our marriage. The love was certainly there but the sexual excitement had waned. Recently though, at my initiation, the subject of sexual fantasies was discussed, though not in great detail. I took...
While Pricilla licked the remains of Mr. W. Bobson's cum from the side of her face, I checked my hair and make-up in my compact mirror after fucking Mr. P. Bobson's ass. It really just needed a bit of touch up. "You're such a bad girl!" I pretended to scold my pretty friend. "You should talk!" She retorted. "I'm trying for that promotion. What's your excu...
I missed all of my fifth year of grade school because of an accident which left me with a pair of bum legs which didn't grow as well as they should have, so I'll never grow any taller than I am now at only five feet five. I don't remember much of anything before the accident, and not much for a long time after. I walked with a noticeable limp then and still...
Authoress notes: The following story is as much about the current state of college football as much as it is about sexy coeds in bondage. Supposed student-athletes don't get paid anything, and aren't allowed any special benefits, while the coaches and administrators make millions. Somehow a lot of poor student-athletes wind up with nice cars, and stuff like...
If you have read my short story titled "The Bet" then you know Avril and Luke. This is how they met. *** Synopsis: Avril Miller doesn't date. She is content to spend Friday nights reading medical journals and planning her future as a Pediatrician. But when her best friend drags her to a local bar, a pair of seductive green eyes ignite a sudden fire in Av...