Have I been too hasty?
I should have told him that I’d think about it for a week or so.
The reality of what I had done started to burn itself into my brain; a nineteen year old guy whom I had only contacted once before in a chat room: my e
Hi, Guys, I introduce myself as the same Old Horney Ameeshee, who firmly believes that More the DICKS, More the Merryand whose bye line is The Road to Many DICKS at a time is paved by My Horney, wet and ever hungry PUSSY and I gave the Guys a First F
He walks into the coffee shop for an afternoon pick me up…..he thought was only going to be a latte….
The blonde, sitting in the back corner was working on her laptop…it had been raining so she was wearing a raincoat….ti
Like all wives I always knew like any man my husband always wanted a little more, well maybe now was the time to let him experiment……
This party seemed like the ideal time to plan my special gift. I wanted to give my husband a surprise…….
“You mean me?”
I look around the girls with me at the bar but he is looking straight at me; he nods his head and beckons me over. Walking ahead of me he reaches behind him, so I take his hand; he grips my hand tight. What is going on?
Business Matters… Saturday
“Typical fucking kid”, snorted Bobby. The snort was more of a grunt as a result of his nearness to spurting his cum into a newly stolen pair of customers’ panties.
In back of his shop he had found the undies ca
I live next to my absolute crush of 4 years, Karl, we walk home from class together every day and we are total BFF’s. I’ve never been able to confess to him because I’m afraid that if he rejects me then it’ll ruin our friendship. So basically
I walked in to my room, opened the window slightly, and headed towards the computer desk turning on the black table lamp and laptop. After it booted up, I accessed the internet and checked my emails. Glancing at the neon clock ne
… The English Woman …
Let me introduce myself, I am Gaston and I have lived in the village deep in rural France as man and boy. I am a raconteur, a teller of stories; I see, I hear, I store in my brain the images that my eyes have seen and words
A SERIES OF SHORT STORIES
Although I am dressed in the smartest and newest clothes I can afford, or at least what my poor plastic will allow, I feel shabbily dressed in here. Whenever I am in Paris, no matter
“Dispatch says to get there fast, Mason.” Dorling flicked the siren/lights switch as her partner gunned the engine to full revs, dropped the clutch and set the tires screaming in protest. The patrol car screamed across the pavement as it arrowed
it all started when i went to a bar not far from yellow stone park i wasdrinking a bud and watchng the girls dance when one of them ask me if i would buy her a drink yea i said so we sat there for three hours and then she said to me how would you li
“Stay here,” ordered Aayla, “I’m going to even the playing field a little.”
“Yes general. One with the forest men!” ARC commander Bly snapped into his comlink. His detachment of clone troopers shifted in their specially designed mottle
It’s my birthday. 5:35pm on a Friday, July 2nd (don’t forget!), and I’m on my way home. I’ve just pushed out ahead of the last of the usual traffic slowdowns, and I’m on my home stretch of freeway. I’ve got an old mix CD in the player, bl
What shall I wear? He is so hard to please and if I don’t please him he doesn’t please me as I want.
My wardrobe is extensive and I don’t remember what is was that I wore last time we were together. OK, the clothes are cheap but I have buy w
Have you ever had a person you never met before thrust their hand down your pants in a public place? Hey, it happened to me.
The pub was really crowded that night. You could hardly move, and it was all I could do to get to the bar. I had just boug
On my next visit to J and Silky, I was wearing my little black dress, auburn hair wig, black nylons, black panties and bra, and 5-inch black heels. This was at the request of J and Silky. When I arrived, I was greeted at the door by both wi
My fantasy is about you…..
It is a cool evening…..full moon lighting the sky…when you arrive at the front door you see a small note taped to the door “Come Inside”
As you open the door you can see a faint image of my jeans on the floor
The Girl Who Fell From Grace
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The next century was just five months away. Eighteen ninety-nine sparkled, glowed and sprinkled the land with warmth. It was one of the hottest summers on record and the Duke an