Looking back, I have had many good birthdays. A few of them have been great birthdays. As a member of the male sex, I recall each of these more exceptional days with crystal clear clarity. There is one birthday that by far out shines the rest. I will always see it as one the reasons people should believe in Carpe Diem. And it all has to do with a girl named...
Sunflower had just left my house, and after letting my dog, Rowdy, back in, I grabbed a beer, sat down at my desk and began mentally reviewing what had just happened, searching for the sense in it. We met in the park, she admiring my dog, then went to get coffee. She was conversing privately with another man while standing in line, then kept glancing at him...
"Dammit," she growled to herself. "Gotta go." Susan O'Malley flew down the street, a familiar one where friends lived, on her daily five-mile run. She was nearing her street, but that was several minutes away and she had to pee and pee badly. She loved the sensation when she had someone to share it with, but she was alone this day. Susan was a well-kept, s...
(Please be advised that this is a very nasty story, with an older woman dominating a younger man, with scenes of golden showers, farting and creampie eating. Some like this genre, some don't, but there you have the caveat before reading. Thank you) Susan O'Malley was pissed. She'd been puttering around the house, and had changed into her running clothes...
This story include a character from Chapter 12. It should make sense even if you have not read the chapter, but there are some references to it. I hope you enjoy the story- TK * It was a dark and stormy night. The rumble of thunder rattled the windows, although it was barely audible over the sound of the rain pelting against the glass. The power had flicke...
Or; That Time We Fucked Up The Sheets At The Sleep Inn *** All content of this story is copyright {2014} by Returning_Writer_Guy and is my intellectual property. Names have been changed to protect the identities of the innocent (or not so innocent). This story is not to be redistributed under any circumstances without my express written permission. ***...
I woke up with a tremendous erection. I vaguely remember the dream that had helped to bring it on. I open my eyes to see it is barely 6:00 AM. With my right hand I reach back to grab my wife's leg to see if maybe we can wake up with a little morning tussle. But nobody is there. I roll over and the bed is empty. I slip out from under the covers and head for t...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * * * * * John drove his Towncar toward the agreed meeting place, a hotel with individual Chalets with full privacy for the occupant...
Edited by Talynnda This is a sequel to "Caramel On Vanilla", and will provide more enjoyment if read in sequence. * John just assumed that Sylvita (whom everyone called Sly) did not view him as a potential husband. After all, he was old enough to be her father. She was a twenty four year-old, raven-haired beauty, with a terrific ass, and a slim waist whic...
"I'm back!" The booming deep voice came echoing from the direction of the front door. MacKenzie and I both practically jumped out of our respective skins. I stood and turned to see David walking in to my living room. ""Wow! I thought you wouldn't be back until later this evening. Needless to say you took us both by surprise. Still feel my heart fluttering...