Happiness, your name is Strawberry #3 in the "Strawberry -- a Shanghai Girl in America" stories. This story is the immediate sequel to "Strawberry Loses Face" (which in turn is preceded by "Strawberry's Halloween"). If you haven't already read those, then I kind of recommend you read in sequence before you read this one. Or not as you choose -but they do...
"Ugggh... ugly asshole." Jenn said aloud as she came over to the aisle I was on. My wife Jenn(35) is the most beautiful woman I have ever met. At 5'5" she can make every head in a room turn. She has long brunette hair nice, perky c-cup breast(almost d) and a round tight ass not too big but not flat. She even has the most beautiful face you can only imagine...
Jane Redman arrived at the door of Mr. Charles Jackson's apartment at 8:58pm, two minutes before her scheduled meeting. Jane was always punctual. Standing next to her was her husband, Peter. They both shifted uncomfortably, nervous about what fate awaited them behind the door. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Peter asked Jane, looking down...
The taxi bucked for the umpteenth time bouncing Lara onto Ted's lap once again. "Oh god," she complained. This time, Ted's penis had swollen some and she could feel it pressing against her ass. "Sorry," she apologized trying to slide back down, but the swaying taxi only made her ass shake against his still growing penis. Her cheeks turned red. Ted's organ fe...
Craig and Larry had not slept at all the night before; there was just too much anticipation, too much repressed worry. All they could think about was today and what would happen, because they both knew it was the most important day of their lives, and the day would even contain the most important second of their lives. For weeks, the two men had restlessly c...
I Carla and I had been at the cabin for a full day all by ourselves. We were supposed to meet our friends John and Alice here, but they had been delayed a few days because of weather. So, we had a quiet dinner together, shared a bottle of wine and talked of old times. We have been friends forever, well, actually we were born on the same day, in the same ho...
Last year, I wrote a story entitled Foul Language, wherein a bitter, angry Geoff Matheson had been through an ugly, unjustified divorce from his wife of 30 years. The most dispiriting part of the whole episode was the vile treatment he received at the hands of his wife's divorce lawyer, one Claire LaPointe. Geoff survived the divorce, and moved to the West...
Uncle Ron disappeared upstairs to my bedroom carrying his tool bag. He returned 15 minutes later, with sweat stains covering his old T-shirt. 'That's all fixed now. Why don't you get me a cold beer, slut, I'm gasping', he ordered, with a look of slight contempt on his face. My mind was racing and I was churning inside as I meekly did as I was told and went...
My name is Krystal White. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, somewhat chubby and big-bottomed but still sexy Irishwoman living in the city of Ottawa, Canada. I'm a second-year student at Ottawa University, majoring in psychology. Life has been busy these days. However, I make time for that which matters. Like my relationship. I'm dating a tal...
"Come on, come with me. I promise it won't take long. You know the Goodwill drop off is right next door. I'll run in and drop the clothes off and then we'll do lunch. We'll have Chinese, it's your favorite!" She'd been trying to convince Annie, her best friend at work, to go to lunch with her. She and Annie had been hired at the law firm within weeks of ea...