Boy Brides - Public Punishment Part One During the following week I was interested to hear how Darren and David had settled into the KBG and, so when a further opportunity arose to ask them, I discovered very similar experiences in the beginning and then complete opposites as time went on. Darren was first to tell me and his story continues as follows. "T...
Eugene Harvitz was still grinning as he strolled into the staff room with Skye walking along in front of him. He couldn't stop running over the class in his mind, how well his plan of teasing Jim had gone. It always gave him a thrill when he knew a boy was getting a new girl, it always reminded him of his own eighteenth birthday and how it had changed his li...
"You'd make the perfect angel Danielle! Just try it on," Katie encouraged. "It looks kinda silly," Danielle replied. "Well duh! You're not supposed to wear underwear with it." "Isn't that... well... kinda slutty?" Danielle asked hesitantly. "Well on a normal day, yes. But, on Halloween the normal rules don't apply," Katie said. "I guess you're right," D...
This is a true story. Names and places changed or negated. Warning: I'm not a writer so if you want to help me please do! ***** Brad and I were college sweethearts, and we finally tied the knot. We had just gotten married and were on our way to our tropical honeymoon. The day couldn't get any better (or so I thought). Brad was always my dream husband. I...
Note, As my other stories, this is true. I hope you enjoy it. It was the spring of 2001 and my birthday was coming up. I was on a walk with my wife and she asked me what I wanted for my birthday. After thinking about it, I said I wanted to go away to the beach for a weekend without the kids. I added that I wanted to be intimate with her in a new way, I tol...
This is autobiographical about how I came to appreciate and love black women. I grew up in south Texas with all the bias and prejudice that could be taught to a kid. I attended a large public university during the 1960s in the days before student loans. I was a commuter student because I couldn't afford to live in the dorms or apartments. My parents told me...
Part 1 Jan sat pensively at the large oak table in her farmhouse kitchen. She was looking at the distant view across the flat misty early autumn fields. She was dressed in her tight grey riding breeches and a baggy white blouse, her light brown medium length hair tied back in a pony tail. She was small 5'5", lightly tanned, slim, skinny even, and fifty-two....
He stirs beneath the covers and his hand brushes the side of his cock. It feels soft and warm and full. He gives the foreskin a squeeze between his fingers and rolls it around in his fingers a little. It's responsive and eager. It grows a little. He cups it in his hand and starts to stroke. It grows more, it fills, it hardens, stands straight in his hand. He...
My stepdaughter Julie stumbled in through the front door of my house, and she was dressed in a yellow short skirt, a white top, and a faux fur coat. In short, she dressed like a hooker even though I overheard her protesting her virginity to a boyfriend on the telephone last week. She is a 5'3" blonde with a round bottom that protrudes out of the backside of...
The following is a true story, to the best of my 31-year memory of it. It is a good story, though not especially erotic, nor designed to be lurid. Rather, it is something I feel compelled to share with readers. Your comments/votes/personal contact are very welcome. THAT OLD BLACK MAGIC OR Not Just Another Case of Finally Talking Her Into It After Weeks of...