I mentioned this girl, the one we call Ugly, in my last story. She's one of the instructors where my friend and I work out, but she's far from the ugly her name implies. Even when I first met her, when she was overweight, she still wasn't ugly by any definition. So, why do we call her that, if she's not ugly? Well, in Turkey, when someone is playing with a b...
The late August afternoon's heat was blistering as the Western sun made it's inevitable way to the horizon. There was an old rambling shack called the Mooney Hotel, at an angle across the street from the town's corral. A full-length porch stretched from one side to the other, across the full length of the hotel. Two old timers were seated side-by-side on som...
(continued from CH 1) "Daddy, I--" "--I know what you're going to say, Stella," he interrupted. "Your brother has always said he don't mind. She's doing what she wants to be--" "--That's the first time you've ever called him a 'she', daddy." "Okay, but it's true. Cori's pretty much your sister now, but it still holds true; a father ain't to screw his own...
High school was as terrible as Bill had anticipated it to be. The place was supposed to be a den of knowledge and growth where youth learned the necessary skills to survive and function in adulthood, instead it was a building bubbling with anger, sexual frustration and uncontrollable hormones. The first thing he had seen upon arriving was a couple practicall...
I was on a business trip in Bay Area last fall. It was a cloudy evening; I was waiting for Mistress Catherine in my hotel room, fixed myself a Jack (Jack Daniels and coke) and lit my big Cohiba ... and just waited for her, she was bit late. She entered my hotel room, and seemed a bit pissed due to bad traffic and she put me in a fix right away. Literally....
You had always been an ugly duckling. Growing up, your older sister was blessed with jackpot genes while you spent most of your high school evenings trying to figure out which Proactive treatments would work best on your face. Even your older brother didn't seem to have to ever worry about his looks. It was as if you happened to burdened with your looks due...
Jug was, by far, the ugliest person on the planet. Male or female (and no one was really too sure when it came to Jug, and certainly no one was willing to take a look), and indeed, ugliest when including a number of farm animals, birds (flightless or not), mammals in general, and even certain amphibians (there was a rumor that toads and salamanders had actua...
I've written plenty about the sex problems my wife and I had, especially about the lies and broken promises. In actuality though, they weren't so much lies and broken promises as they were the actions of a typical prick teaser. I mean, telling me two hours before bed time that she was horny and wanted to fuck after our kids were in bed. Then, when the time c...
It was a Friday night. I was sitting on my desk chair with my legs spread, sliding a monstrously big dildo in and out of my pussy. In front of me was my laptop. Although it was an old one, it had brought me a lot of pleasure throughout the years. I loved this laptop. I needed it. One of my favourite porn video sites was displaying a video of a threesome....
It was a dream, or at least I think it was. For four nights in a row, about two months ago, I dreamt that I was abducted by aliens - you know, the ones you always see drawings and illustrations of in those shows about alien abductions. But for me it was a little different. The aliens were tall, almost like the elves you see in the LOTR movies; tall and re...