I’m just a regular 21 year old girl, I’m 5’6″, slim and quite top heavy. But then that doesn’t really matter as you are going to imagine your own fantasy girl as you are reading this. I would like to say now this story is based on truth. So allow me to begin to tell
Let me begin by introducing myself, I’m Dave now in the twilight of my years but still reasonably fit and healthy with an active imagination that can run wild occasionally. Sadly I was born before the sexual revolution and so have led a rather straight laced existence, sexually speaking. Currently and hopefully forever I am
Catherine was finished doing the dishes. Her daughter Sandy had just come home from the mall with her new friend Linda and doing things in the bedroom. She didn’t really approve of Linda much. She seem to be part of a gang and had a bad attitude; always bossing Sandy around. Sometimes she just wanted
My Friends Pregnant Wife * (a woman’s husband finds her unattractive when she’s pregnant but a good friend of his thinks entirely differently.) Rachael struggled to get up off the couch. “Let me get that for you,” Jason said as he jumped up quickly. “Don’t be silly,” Rachael laughed. “Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean
It was Saturday and it was beautiful. I walked to the river to check my trot line. I had the line stretched across and all I had to do was pull up on it and if there was a fish, I would swim out and retrieve it-there were none this morning. I strolled on down
So I went to school, got bullied like always, the same 3 big guys, they are one year over my grade, one escorted me in the bathroom, they told me to get undress, I told them, come on guys, do we have to do this every time? They said, Yes, we have too, in till
I have known Dana for a number of years and never really gave our relationship much thought. We have been good friends, but I never really thought of her sexual- ly. Possibly because she had never expressed an overt interest in me, and possibly because I’m white and she’s black. I always thought she was
There she was. “Come in Brenda!” Glen Simmons absently shouted. Brenda Porter, the freshman girl who had freaked out at her bus stop shyly entered the room. Glen wondered why he didn’t remember her from the junior high school, then remembered this was the transfer student who had just started at Bentson High. He pointed
My name is Daniel. I am in my twenties, and I have been living on my own since the week I graduated high school. I have lived in a couple crappy apartments, but as soon as I could get the money, I bought a fixer upper house, and lived in it for a few months.
I was supposed to see Paul in the evening, but he phoned just beforehand and said he had a cold and couldn’t see me. So I felt very disappointed, and then I thought ‘Well, I’ll take him some grapes and stuff to cheer him up.’ So I bought a whole picnic of lovely cold food
It happened at his cousin’s wedding. He didn’t want to be there, hates weddings, but his wife made him go. As she was out on the lawn chatting with friends, he had already made up his mind to choke down the rest of his cake, find her, and tell her he was leaving. If she
I help my new house mate lose his anal virginity by using my butt. (And cheat on my boyfriend in the process…) So I move into a new apartment with this guy I don’t know and on our first night we have some drinks to help get to know each other. It all comes out,
I ran my fingers through my hair. I felt panicked. I didn’t know what to say to her. I turned on my lamp, jumping back in pain and surprise as the light burned into my eyes. I covered them with my arm and lay back in bed. There was another knock, a little louder. I
It has been said that a dog was man’s best friend but I am not sure that is the case. Some women would beg to differ with that assumption. I have two big French Shepards and they are more than just protection for me. It started when I bought a dog due to the increase
I was shopping with my wife one afternoon a frigid day in early January. We had just left Walmart and I drove past a homeless man leaning against a stop sign with a handmade sign exactly like the one I describe here. I have often wondered how people become homeless and why so few of