I have a friend called Adam. We're pretty close, but not gay...well, I'm definitely not . There's nothing we can't tell each other. Almost nothing; there's one secrete that I never want him to know. I've had it since I was 17 and I shared it with his mum....
Brian and Aunt Em Ch.2 This is the continuation of “Brian and Auntie Em.” I promised this before I went off line and have been requested a few times since I have been back to write it. To bring everyone up to date with this tale of Brain and his Aunt Em....
Adura blushed as she finally found her way in the door after work, cupping her chest gently with a slight wince, then gasping as she unbuttoned her blouse. Her breasts swelled against the soft pink bra holding them almost painfully, pushing the bottom of...
DULCE DE LECHE (dool-say deh lay-chay) “You paid a lot of money to look homeless. It was the first thing Dalia had ever said to Cody. It was a whisper in his ear, a shared secret, in the noisy, art-viewing crowd. He was confuzzled, sure that he'd misheard...
I was lying on the bed, and the big window and the opening to the veranda allowed the sea breeze to freely flow. I enjoyed the feeling of a warm wind on my naked body. It must have been shortly before lunchtime, but I wasn’t hungry. I could only think abo...
Kitten finally finds a boyfriend and her father-lover reacts in a strange way After the encounter with her mother’s nurse, Kitten learned of her father’s fetish for milk. Initially the little nurse stayed away from Kitten for a few days, but Kitten was ab...
The whole rest of the week after he broke my hymen and set me free to enjoy him, Daddy and I met each night for our rendevous in my bedroom, learning each other‘s bodies totally, likes and dislikes, positions and fantasies. It was truly like a honeymoon p...
I always looked up to Blaine; she was like the big sister I never had.Blaine taught me everything, from how to walk in heels to the art of getting a guy to pay for your drinks. I really loved it; hell, I loved her. It killed me to admit it, but I really d...
I grew up a pretty typical 16 year old guy living in suburbia in the mid eighties. I went to school, hung out with my friends and did odd jobs for spending money. One of the odd jobs I would do on occasion was babysitting; pretty easy cash for not much wo...
I walk into the barn, tired. My Sunday best, feeling confining in the humidity of a hot August heat. Beads of sweat collect on my forehead and between my breasts under my cool cotton blouse. I walk in feeling the stillness and the calmness of the barn ove...
Another Saturday here at the garage. I’ve been running these departments for what seems like forever now. Every day, the same thing. Cars line up to get fixed, we try to fix ‘em, no one’s ever happy. 730am it starts, 7pm its over. Back for more. Saturday...
