Smoke Break, My House_(1)

Kaylie texted Ashley “SBMH” which meant “smoke break, my house” which meant that they would meet on Kaylie’s dad’s patio, smoking cigarettes and hang out. Their two houses backed up to each other in the neighborhood separated by a small greenspace and they’d been living there since birth. They were inseparable since the age of … Read more

Audrey

I don’t have many black friends, male or female. But there was this one black girl that came by the office about every 10 to 14 days to take inventory. Her name was Audrey, about 35 years old, 5’2” 110 pounds. I’d say she measured about 36-24-34, and knew how to dress to make the … Read more

The Barber Cumth

The Barber Cumth It is a beautiful morning in the Arizona desert. It is spring and the winter rains have enriched the desert so that all the desert plants are green and growing. We are visiting our friends who live here for the weekend, a welcome relief from the city hubbub. There is always room … Read more

Tales of Laney, Part III

A friend and I visit Kevin I was blushing when my girlfriend learned I hadn’t finished my homework the next day: “But you go to your neighbor’s house to do your homework. What happened?” I went beet red and looked down. Varda and I were walking home that day and we often talked about “things” … Read more

les – michelle and barbara

Barbara is tall, about 5′ 7″, slender and light-boned, so that her 127 pounds are not skinny. She wears her deep brown hair short and curly, and dresses for business in tailored pantsuits, with just a touch of color in her accessories. Although she appears to be in her early thirties, she will celebrate her … Read more

Thoughts on Storytelling: Introduction

Every day I see the internet virtually inundated with alleged tutorials on how to write a good story. For all the world, as if the author’s methods are the only way to achieve success, and, even more arrogantly, as if by following their step-by-step manual, every story you produce will become a massive hit. Quite … Read more

The Letter

A teenage boy vividly recounts the sex with his girlfriend in a letter breaking off the relationship, whom has turned to the slutty side. But he has unknown issues to address about himself, like the fact he enjoys fucking her after some else has, and the truth he was actually getting off on watching her. … Read more

The Death of Sandra with the big nipple brassiere

The birds woke Sandra that morning. It was a warm dewy Midwestern spring morn and the nest of the hungry robin red breast was a flutter early to catch the worms that would give them succor. Sandra reached for her pink gingham patterned form fitting contoured big nipple brassiere with lightly lined stretch foam cups … Read more

The Trail to the Top of the Mountain

I seemed to be on a path of some kind. I have no clue on how I got there. But the place was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I was on a path going uphill circling around a great mountain peak. The view was tremendous. I looked off and I could see … Read more

Black Lee

BLACK LEE Part One: My lady likes – actually loves big cocks. She can accommodate most any cock existing since her surgeon provided her with “a very, very nice play pen” (removed uterus – left very deep vagina), in fact the bigger the cock the better she enjoys it filling her pussy. Recently, an old … Read more

I confessed to the priest and so did he

I Confessed to my Young Priest…Then he “Confessed” to me A story of youthful confessions and more by Phyllis and Roger Phyllisroger Introduction: I was a nubile and sexy young woman…a Baptist…my close friend, Becky, invited me to attend her Catholic Church…she thought the young priest, Father Daniel, was a real dish and she told … Read more

A FRIEND IN NEED_(5)

I work shift work and as such I have free time during the week. I am also a nudist so spend some time at the beach. Usually at the weekends I am with friends. During the week I am usually alone. Last week I was at the beach alone when I was approached by a … Read more

Teen Love and More

Boyfriend, James, and I both grew up in strict surroundings, me more than him. Me. Phyllis, a pert, perky, sweet, pretty female had to be carefully watched as I was perceived by parents as bait in the eyes of other men and so I was raised and protected. James, not so much, being a guy … Read more

Naughty Thing

The Naughty Thing, by Phyllisroger There had been some local break-ins and I lived alone or was at least alone much of the time. It was work, shopping, home, the usual routine and I was sitting on my back porch on a dark night and thinking about what a woman at the store had been … Read more