She had been driving past the same used car sales forecourt for the past three years and still there was no sign of the car she had longed for. For as long as she could remember Mercedes wanted to be the owner of a Ford Cougar. A sexy black one with a leather interior preferably. A leather interior looked classy she thought and so would she when she was sitting behind the steering wheel. Not that she didn't look classy in...

After Fred and Percy said good night and went on their way, Vicki and I were left standing there not knowing what to say to each other. I opened the car door for her and helped her in. Then I went around and climbed in on the driver’s side and started the engine.As I looked over at her I asked, “Where to?” Vicki looked back at me uneasily as she gave me the name and address of the hotel she was staying in. Then she sudden...

I first met charlie a couple of years ago. He was a friend of the family, and the first time I laid eyes on him I knew I was smitten. We grew closer over the course of around 3 years and eventually I built up the courage to tell him I liked him. He declined my offer to become 'more than friends,' but at the age of just seventeen I knew we were both young and fragile, so decided I would just live with him being my friend....

The car was quiet except for the drumming of the rain on the roof and the swish of the wiper blades. The local rock station - actually playing music since the morning talk shows didn't even start this early - was on almost too low to hear. She sat quietly with her feet drawn up on the passenger seat, her sandals kicked off on the floor. The way the headlights were struggling to light up the road, she didn't want to distra...

Today, just as a reference, is March 8th 2010 and it is quarter to one in the afternoon. It is Monday and for work reasons I am sitting in my car in a car park on the Montjuïc mountain here in Barcelona. Well perhaps it is not only for work reasons. The day is grey and overcast. In many places in Barcelona it is snowing, something that is almost unheard of here. I have a view of the city laid out in front of me and I am s...

Back when I was relatively young, eighteen or so, but still thought I knew more or less everything , an old boyfriend of mine invited me to go to his parents' house near Perpignan in France. The house was on the coast there and sounded adorable. Despite my arrogance, I wasn't stupid and soon checked out that we weren't going to go on our own but with three more friends, two girls and a guy. I wasn't even the youngest, the...

Simon and Mattie are still in New York. Of course there has been pleasure, mixed with a little business for Simon, who is trying to strike a lucrative deal with Canadian businessman, Mark. Unfortunately, Mark and Mattie have some shared dark history... ***** As the four of them left the restaurant, Mattie tried to pull Simon aside, she knew that she had to find a way to stop him from getting further involved with Mark’s b...

When I arrive to pick you up I notice you’re already outside in front of your place, waiting for me. I see you in the dim porch light and my butterflies only beat their wings faster at the sight of you. My memory has so many little details patched over, and seeing you there instantly fills in all the gaps. You look better than I remember. You wave, unselfconsciously, and you click down the driveway in your heels and slide...

It is about eight o'clock and as I am swimming, I can’t help but let my mind wander off. Every second of that night is coursing through my mind now; the thought of Jenna's body pressed against mine that night in the locker room; when I picked her up and carried her to the bench to strip her of her bathing suit exposing her perfect body; the way she yelled out for me to fuck her as I licked her pussy. Damn, I want that to...

The thundering sounds of the rain slamming against my window filters through my headphones as I listen to mellow music. Writing through flickering candlelight as the power suddenly fails. My thoughts they turn to a time, a time I speak not of, but write about.It had been a night, starting unlike the forceful winds ripping through this one. There was a gentle, almost ghost like mist flowing down the dark streets. It rolled...

I’ve had my first orgasm, but now I’m craving more, one thing is for certain, he won’t be able to drive through this; “Pull over Alex.”**** I was craving her pussy, and as soon as those words dropped from her lips I knew I was going to get it. We weren’t far from a local wooded area and I sped my way along the well known roads, the aching in my loins only spurring me on to drive ever faster. We arrived, and I turned the e...

Jake sat on a bench outside the larger of his town's two malls, watching a video on Youtube called "The Top Five Goombas." Jake was short for a man, barely reaching 5'7". His skin was white, with a slight red tinge to it. He wondered where it was from, not having been in sunlight long enough to get even a tan. It didn't help that is was cloudy and looked about to rain. His hair resembled that of Shaggy's from Scooby-Doo a...

Time stood still as he repeated his question. His voice, which I had just moments ago found so carefree, so welcome, seemed tired and resigned. My mind went blank; I bit my lower lip and shook my head. I wasn’t ready. I doubted I ever would be truly prepared for this moment. Taking a step back, I allowed her to move in front of me.  Her, with her beautiful smile, effortless grace and sculpted body. I’m sure the envy and t...

He continued to torture me with texts. Dirty, naughty things that might offend some, but did nothing but make me hotter. Finally I responded and said "Tomorrow, Noon, You pick the place." He picked a new residential development, completely abandoned. There was a tiny part of me that wondered if this was a good idea. In fact, I even realized that something very bad could happen to me and no one knew where I was. I decided...

My daughter, Sarah, nineteen, had just returned from a holiday with some girlfriends. One of whom, Laura, I had offered to take home. As we drove back home from the airport we approached some roadworks on the motorway. The sign said two miles to go before the works. We were stuck in traffic and moving very slowly, so I knew it wouldn't be less than ten minutes before we actually reached them, at which point I was sure the...