Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
It was a quiet place, on the edge of the college campus, in an old building that had seen better days, with slightly slanted floors and an inevitable draft that seemed to disappear only on the hottest of summer days. It had been a speakeasy during Prohibition and the first owner made the not-so-successful transition to neighborhood bar, but through the years...
Tom had opened a Pandora’s Box when he finally got Mrs Angela Turnbull to fuck. She had made him realise that young school girls with their tiny bodies and little experience could never lay a finger on a wild mum when it came to inventive ball blowing sex. He was amazed at the way she kept his prick alive. Using her cunt muscles and her hands on his balls,...
I was crazy to go to work for her. She was loud, abrasive, and had a low opinion of the male sex. I didn't know that when I applied for her bike tech job, of course. I needed a new bike in the worst way, and faked a resume about my bike mechanic skills. I had some, actually, just not all the experience I put on the resume. Sharon was tall and mean. Twenty-...
Jerry watched as his wife Trina stopped the shower and reached out to grab a towel and wrap it around her honey blonde hair. Her firm breasts jutted out above her smooth, trim stomach as she lifted her arms to tie the end of the towel in a knot behind her head. Her nipples were erect, presented by the white triangles around them where her dark golden tan sto...
Caluna knew it was going to be a difficult night. It wasn't that she disliked John. He was a really sweet guy and she'd enjoyed a lot of their time together. He just wasn't quite right for her. It hadn't been deliberate. She'd tried her best to see past the things she didn't like so much about him because in so many ways he was really good for her and was un...
While traveling recently I watched a beautiful Flight Attendant moving about the cabin of the Airbus and devised a plot to remember her by. All of the characters are fictional as is the action. Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. Thank you for your comments. The Flyer The Airbus taxied to the small terminal wit...
Every man should have a hobby. Some guys like to collect stamps. Others climb mountains, scuba dive or garden. Me? My hobby is fucking old women. And like any worthwhile hobby, you've got to put the time in to make it worthwhile. I mean, if mountain climbing is your hobby, you know it's about more than standing on the peak of the mountain. It's preparatio...
Harry's Notes: No matter how this story began or the time it took simmering and chilling from then to now, I've concluded there must be peace within us to accomplish any worthwhile objective, something only you can determine. Follow your own path my friend and be still. ***** Graveside: Lizzie felt silly in heels and a dress trying to wield a shovel and s...
They were both unsteady on their feet as Sid unlocked the door. They turned to wave to Neil and Susan, in the departing car, then, as they crossed the threshold, Sid groped for Jolene's breast. She stopped as he gripped the full, firm flesh over the peasant blouse, and gave it a hard squeeze. Her hand snaked down and felt the outline of his hard cock, beneat...