Hi this is Brian again. If you remember me from my previous adventure I have it pretty good. I live across the street from a gymnast, Amy, and regularly fuck her. She loves my big fat 10 inch cock, especially the 4 inch wide head. …
Every Friday night for the last two years we had all gotten together for a few drinks and some laughs. You know, friend stuff; cards or darts or dominoes. Cindy and Billy had been married for five years. Kerri and I for seven. I don’t remember …
I am Asian and had just come to Europe to study, and my duties involved working with nurses in close proximity and this is the first time I have been in close contact with a Caucasian woman, a white creamy woman, whom, before, I have …
I keep reminding myself that we’re just friends now as you walk ahead of me along the little path. I know that’s how it should be but I’m still very attracted to you. I love the way you walk, all relaxed and confident. At the …
Sat in the darkness, the warm weather temporarily cooled from the blistering heat outdoors and the smell of sweet popcorn wafts up from the bulging paper bag sat in my lap. My arm barely touches the arm of the shadow next to me. A smile creeps …
Brad Halstead had never heard of the band Fountains of Wayne, but when he heard their song “Stacey’s Mom” playing in his teenage daughter’s bedroom memories of a wonderful time in his life flooded back. About fifteen years ago Stacey Keen was his best friend. …
midnight whispers of forgotten passion, stolen moments, glances between dark forbidden soft kisses linger in the air a wisp, captured with a turn, haunted by the memory of your promise for another moment. fallen angel of my deep desire, just one request and I am …
I’m not such a good story teller, but the following is a true event and I thought I would give it a go. I welcome your comments and constructive criticism. Please do not duplicate without my persmission… It was a rare night when both kids …
