The three teenage boys busily chatting in the hall fell silent as a beautiful woman strode by. She was tall, long-legged, with a fantastic figure, and her gleaming chestnut hair fell to her shoulders. She flashed the boys a smile, and they stared after her till she walked out the front door of the school. Then they all sighed.“Wow, …
Jenny Armstrong walked down the hall, her books held against the heavy mounds of her breasts. Other students jostled her, but the girl ignored them. She opened the door of the teacher’s lunch room and looked in.“Is Mr. Evans here?” Jenny asked.One of the other teachers shook her head. “I think he went out for lunch, Jenny,” she …
Reverend James Walker had been the minister in the rural community of Woods Fork for the past six years, and both he and his wife, Abby, were highly thought of by the congregation. Standing on the church steps talking to some of his church members, one Sunday after the services were over, he was finding it very difficult to concentrate …
The dog started it, really.Tracy Turner was sunbathing beside the swimming pool at the back of the house. The girl was young, but already very nubile and sexy, with the sort of body that had caused nearly all of the boys at school to frantically jack off while pretending that their fists were Tracy’s hot cunt or sensual mouth. …
In the quaint town of New Orleans, Louisiana, where the air was always thick with humidity and the scent of jambalaya, lived a sprightly 65-year-old woman named Eleanor. She was a mix of French and African descent, with a mahogany complexion, silver hair that cascaded down to her waist, and piercing green eyes that held the wisdom of her years. …
“God, you’re beautiful, Miriam,” Roger Trenton said in hushed awe as he stood near the lovely blonde woman. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.” “Nonsense,” Miriam Dodge softly giggled. “I’m a thirty-four year old English teacher past her prime. Flattery will get you nowhere, Roger.” “You know you’re every bit as youthful looking […]
It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, “The mass of men lead lies of quiet desperation.” This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today’s world.The majority of today’s men and women live in boring circumstances, and when …
FOREWORDThe seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all corners, male and female alike. The man, who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and …
Bonnie Cooper was sensually rubbing her wet sticky clit as she lay in bed listening to her mother and the man in her mom’s bedroom. The walls in their small apartments were very thin and Bonnie could clearly hear everything that was going on in her mother’s room. Her mom often brought men home with […]
Retirement often got boring for Max. There was only
so much he could do maintaining his rental properties,
and his old friends on the Street were busy working
most of the time. He needed to either start a new
business or find a distraction. In only a week’s time
Max called Shannon for some distraction. He wondered
about Nina, but …