All characters and most locations mentioned in this story are purely fictional. The author does not know anyone that resembles these character, either alive or dead. Some of the locations are real, but are only used as geographical waypoints. The towns of White Hill and Cranston do not exist anywhere near Raystowne Lake. ************ It was 2 o'clock in th...
INTRO To some she was spoiled but that may be too dramatic a description. Bethany Moline simply was accustomed to getting the things she wanted. And for a daughter of a reverend, sometimes she found she had to scheme or finagle her way around to obtain her heart's desires--though most times she found it was fairly easy. At 5'9" she possessed a playmate bo...
Sunday morning I awoke to find myself alone in bed again. I half hoped he would still be in bed with me, that he didn't have to go and do something on a Sunday. Sunday . . . How fast time flies! Just yesterday it felt like it was still Friday, and now I remember I have the weekly dinner with my mother and step-father tomorrow. But I won't think of that now....
Dakota Hastings boarded the bus and sat near the back. She hated riding the bus, but it was the only form of long-distance transportation she could afford to get back her parents' house. She knew she would be given the 'I told you so' lecture from her parents, but it didn't matter. They said she could come back and that was all that cared about her now. Dak...
As they stepped onto the eighth tee box, a girl pulled up driving a golf cart, which had been converted to serve as a beverage cart. "Coffee anyone!" she asked, and immediately had several takers. One of the boys asked for a pop, which she kept in one of the back coolers. Jenny shifted her top back in place, and walked around to the back, examining the conte...
Stephen is the name and anal sex is the nature of my game. Do you like fat chicks? Usually, I don't but sometimes I do. I need someone to fuck and when I'm desperate, I'm really not picky, you know what I mean? The other day I humped a fat chick named Jasmine. Who is Jasmine? A five-foot-nine, plump and thick, dark-skinned black woman of Haitian descent. I w...
Reader's note: These are a series of short narratives on things I have done over the years while nude, outdoors. I feel as if I am really opening up, and am hoping you will read and comment on whether you think any of these are funny, weird, gross, or even interesting enough you might identify with yourself. In most cases I won't name a specific location or...
I was playing poker online against a couple of friends. We were playing for real money, and were down to just me and Steve, as Jason had gone bust. We were teleconferencing so we could trash talk each other while we played, so when there was a knock at the door, I told them I'd just be a minute. I opened the door, and it was Rachel. She was wearing a baseba...
Jack had known he was kinky for years, but it had never really been something he was able to explore. He had always been fascinated with the idea of being helplessly bound and gagged, to the extent where the more bindings and the more layers that were added, the more intense he found the idea. Over time, this led him to discover the idea of being locked awa...
With his hands on his hips and his shoulders back, Brad looked around the basement to see where he should start first. It was a mess down there. Lots of stuff could probably just be thrown out, but for a moment he thought the best thing to do would be to hold a garage sale. Brad imagined a "Garage Sale" sign stapled to a pole, then mentally inserted a 'b' af...