Chapter 1: Gabriella A few years after we got married, my wife and I came into some money unexpectedly, and were able to buy a country house. It was the classic American beach house: bikes in the garage, an outdoor shower, a sunny vegetable patch, and all of it a pleasant walk from the delightful sandy beach where we spent afternoons with our children. For...
"What the hell is that? Rap? Hip hop?" "Random hip hop song... I... guess?" I offered. "Ugh. Don't you have any Alestorm on your playlist? I definitely feel like listening to 'Rum' or 'Drink!' instead of this crap. This guy... I'm not feeling him." "Are you into pirate metal now?" "You got me hooked on it," she admitted, "so, do you have it?" "Lemme che...
He knows the flirty waitress is watching him. She is tall and lithe with small breasts and russet hair heaped into a high pile of coils. Her perfect pout is stained a deep, sensual red; she’s jerked her uniform shirt into a knot at the hem and left it open to expose a white, ribbed tank underneath it. What does the nametag say? Gee Gee. It’s short for some...
Between the age of 19 and 22, I had a girlfriend. We were our whole world for three years. She was a tomboyish girl, with a delicate face and bright blue eyes. Her hair changed several times, but it was always short, and always dyed (black, pink, blonde, blue). As you can guess from this description, she was just out of her adolescent goth phase, and remains...
Natalie Horton and I first met when we were sophomores at our high school in the San Diego suburb of Del Mar. She was a statistician for the girls' basketball team, while I was a budding star for our boys' team. We became good friends that spring, when she was a distance runner and I a high jumper for the school's track team. Natalie looked exactly like you'...
Alison Walkers was so excited to go to this party, after she talked to her friend's boyfriend about it. This guy, Jarrod, told her that the party was a typical college frat party with some twists. First of all, anyone was invited. And secondly, there was a special "bathroom" for kinky things. The frat boys named this the "glory hole," but it was much more th...
The night that it all happened was one that the untrained eye would never have seen as memorable. To her it was seen as unforgettable; something terrible yet wonderful. He was tall and his golden brown hair rested gently upon his shoulders yet was covered by a hood attached to a long black cape. He walked softly toward her and she was able to see his eyes cl...
I got a good job the other night, driving a couple down from Manhattan to Atlantic City in my limo. It's a really easy trip, especially since we were going late at night, after the shows, and I was looking forward to doing some gambling once I got there. They were a good looking couple. The guy was probably about 6 feet tall, clean-cut, with medium but well-...
I had enjoyed my first lesbian encounter a week ago....I was now trying to get back in touch! I swapped phone numbers with her but somehow managed to get hers wrong. When I tried to call all I got was an unobtainable tone. I was so miserable. I decided to go back to her house and try to make contact again. After my last lecture on Friday, I walked slowly to...
"So how many guys have you slept with today?" Zelda rolled her eyes and tossed her blonde hair behind her shoulder, "That's none of your business." "I know you're a slut. At least three, right?" "Only two." "Slut." "Shut up, Chris." "Hey baby, I didn't mean to make you upset. Come here." He rubbed her bare shoulder until she was relaxed enough to lay...