The story you are about to read is a complete work of fiction. None of the events depicted here actually happened. Any similarity to any actual person, place, or event is entirely coincidental. I promised I’d deliver the story about what happened between my daughter’s friend Sandi and myself. Well, here it is. Ah, memories……
“Who the hell draws these little devil chics anyway?” I asked Sil.“I don’t know, but I have been thinking about getting one tattooed on my ass!” Sil said. “Ohhhh…my…god! That would be sooo fucking cool! If you do it, I’m gonna get a tattoo too!” I said.“Yeah! Fucking-A-stylely! Let’s do it!” Sil said laughing and…
Published 12 years ago His kiss, my kiss, his lips to mine. The touch mind blowing, the passion devine. His caress of my body, his breath on my neck, His eyes locked on mine, we’re frozen in time. The energy he projects, he makes me want more, a dramatic affect his love has formed. I…
I had attended the CeBIT conference before. It was an annual event for my company and over the last few years had become an annual event for me. This year I was less enthusiastic than normal about going to Germany , but I didn’t have a good reason to back out. The high tech conference…
“Mmm… relax baby. You’re gonna remember this night for the rest of your life.” We made our way into the downtown loft. Max liked to go to extremes and his apartment was no exception. Our new friend was impressed, her mouth and eyes wide as she stared out the wall length windows. “This…
Missy couldn’t believe she was masturbating in confessional but fuck if it wasn’t about to make her spray her juices all over the padded vinyl seat. She had walked in wanting absolution but she knew as she rubbed her swollen little clit that life was forever changed. Inside her mind she could still see Paula’s…
A Fantasy Fulfilled Hi, my name is Nicole and this is the Story of how i fulfilled one of my husband greatest fantasies. Let me go ahead and give you some details so you can have a better mental image through the whole story. I’m Nicole I am 25 years old, I am in great shape…
John Walker was not a small man but he was almost dwarfed by the company’s CEO. John always had a little squeamish feeling when he talked with Mr. Offenbach. As a fairly tall man himself he was not used to look up to someone else’s eyes and therefore he was always slightly irked by the…
I knew the female’s voice. I was absolutely certain. But somehow I could not believe what my ears told me; all she had said was ‘Here is four hundred’. That was enough to tell me who spoke the words. What was my wife doing here? She was supposed to be at a hen party tonight…
The man and the young woman were holding hands as they were leisurely walking to the baggage claim area. Many eyes followed them, which was understandable. The man was tall and wide shouldered with just a hint of a distant black relative in his face. Most people would assume him to be about 45 years…
My name is Brian and I’m 18 years old and a senior in High School. I’m a pretty decent looking guy. I have played sports all my life and am currently on the football team. I am about 6′ 2” and weigh 220lbs. There is one thing odd about my anatomy, but we will…
“Lexy, can you stay behind this afternoon to help out”. Mr Maidly asked, but in a way which said I know you will. You see I am a prefect which means it is my job as a lead student to drop my life after school and help them, (not really but that is how I…
Tina was abso-fuckin-lutely just chipper after her deflowering. Her and Mark were like sickening examples of love and joy. I had been moved to the side car of Tina’s life. It sucked.“Why so glum, chum?” Ian said coming up to my table.“You are such a fucking dork.” I said.“Dork? Man, you must be out of…
If you want to you can read my previous stories from which this follows on, but it is still a stand alone story if you do not want to read the previous ones. Well here we go, perhaps I need to change my outlook on life, perhaps I should explain, I had just read the…
Arlanda Airport, Stockholm. You must walk for miles to reach any destination. It gets especially inconvenient when you finally find your bag among hundreds of similar ones. I’ve heard airports in London or NYC were even worse, but they are yet for me to discover. I’ve been to Arlanda for a few times already and…
