A month or two had passed since my chance encounter with Dad at the motel. He never mentioned the episode again and shied away from every attempt of mine to broach the subject. It had created a tension between us which badly needed breaking for both of our sakes -after all, we were the only
It was a scorching May afternoon in the nation’s capital. The air was full of excitement and joy. Robin loved this time of year. Graduation Day was always bitter sweet, saying good-bye to her students, but it made her proud that she could have an impact on their lives. This year was no different, she
!!! This story was written as an adult fantasy. !!! It was just after midnight when I let the guys in through the back door. They all wore nondescript cloths and ski masks to conceal their identities because my Mom had met them all at one time or another. They tied my hands loosely behind
“Mark! I’m over here!” I waved my hands wildly, trying to get my husband’s attention. It was useless though; he couldn’t hear me over the noise of the crowd and he hadn’t noticed our booth when he walked past. “Hey, lady. Can we get some pies here or not?” A sweaty, overweight man stood beside
This is a work of fiction and is not meant to portray any person living or dead, nor any known situation. Ever since Howard died I’ve never sought a relationship with men. Don’t get me wrong I still love cock but Howard was rare. As great a lover he was, he was an even better
Harold Spencer Eversly was on vacation in Acapulco with his Mom. He was sixteen but looked younger. His father had died suddenly when he was only eight leaving his Ma a very rich woman. She was very possessive and Harold was something of a mother’s boy. They traveled around a lot, all over the world.
Rat-a-tat-tat! The banging on the back door could only mean one thing; Tommy was here to visit with Jimmy. Without waiting for an answer, Tommy popped open the screen door and marched into the kitchen. “Jimmy around,” he asked? “I’m sorry, Tom, but Jimmy and his dad went shopping for a new bike,” replied Mrs.
That one, exciting, erotic, wonderful, terrible, excellent night. I never thought I’d get laid at 19. I didn’t think I was ready. I thought I’d stop myself before I went too far. But I didn’t. It started out innocently enough. I was on a date with my new girlfriend, Carrie. She was a year older
I’ve always had great relationship with my daughter; she’s my confidant and my best friend. She always was, since she could talk. My husband died tragically several years ago. This brought Sally and I even closer together, and I thanked God for the strength we gave each other. Sally was only 14 when her father
The assistants at the reform school just across the Rio Grande brought Dan to the punishment room. This was Dan’s second day at the school, where he had been sent as part of a plea agreement. It appears that Dan and some accomplices liked to raise hell in their neighborhood. They thought it was fun
One morning, I knew that my mother and father were both at work, and I could smell breakfast being cooked. I lay there in bed, toying with my morning hard-on, thinking of my grandmother. Grandma had big tits, that’s all there was to it. At times, I had noticed that she wore no bra, and
My name is Tom; I am 34 and married to Jane who is 24. We’ve been married for 5 years and up until 6 months ago were very happy, never argued and had an ideal marriage. Things went wrong when I was made redundant. I went from dead-end job-to- job, money started to get tight,
My stepsister was a real bitch. She knew she looked good, and that her ass was a perfect upside down, heart-shape. She knew she had knock-out tits and smooth beautiful skin to go with her light brown hair. Her eyes were blue, her body perfect. And she knew it, and she showed it. She showed
“I say that we’ve got to do something. The ignorant savages and their unchecked breeding is costing the state millions,” Cindy had just exclaimed. “If we don’t, soon we’ll be as bad off as the folks up in Fertile Valley.” “You don’t know what you’re talking about, you silly twit,” Alexi replied. The friction that
Rosa stood at the edge of the dusty road and gazed off into the distance. The unforgiving South Texas sun baked the landscape and buildings, and brought out beads of perspiration on Rosa’s arms and forehead. She had no idea why she continued waiting by the road each afternoon, Jimmy wasn’t coming home. Not today,