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The Tidal Cave and The Comfort by Hipocrites /> INTRODUCTION The truth? My mom was kind of a slut. I had to grow up more to see it but she left my dad when I[…]

It was an afternoon in July, I was about three months short of my seventeenth birthday. I was practicing one on one basket¬ball with my sister Debbie, who would be sixteen in September. Debbie is[…]

The day I noticed my photography teacher looking at me differently than he did any of the other students at the Academy really had my head in the clouds. My name is Alexander Blake and[…]

Her hair fell to her shoulders, sleek and black with a slight glimmer in the candlelight. The night air was cool and wonderfully calm outside. We sat out beside the fire holding each other close.[…]

quiet tonight, Doctor Crusher." said the voice of Lieutenant O'Rourke. "In fact I can't remember the last time I went through a whole shift without someone reporting to sickbay for something or other." "It must[…]

PART I “I’ll see you guys in a week!” Mom said as they walked into the airport. James and his brother, Ryan, were going to visit childhood friends from back east, making a whirlwind tour[…]

Most of the stories I have written so far have been excerpts from my adult life ( or friends ) but I thought I might relate a story or two about my graduation into adulthood.[…]

Last summer my husband and I were at a swingers party with some friends and one of the games was a deep throat contest. my friends were encouraging me to join the contest but I[…]

The vicar looked thoughtful and ran his hand over his chin. “It maybe just a stab in the dark, but come to the women’s get –together this afternoon at two o’clock in the church hall,[…]

Continuing with the voyeur who has decided to seek out his favourite view and make all his dreams come true. I welcome all comments both positive and negative or please feel free to email me[…]

A wife answers the door bell and a man asks her, "Lady, do you have a vagina?" and she slams the door shut. The next day the wife answers the door bell and its the[…]

It had been nearly six months since his trip to New Orleans and that fateful night with Lana. He simply couldn’t explain it but he couldn’t get her out of his mind. What hurt the[…]

Maribel by Gail Holmes I remember the time only to well: it was two days after my birthday, a Sunday morning; on Sundays we never dressed before breakfast just walked around in our night gowns,[…]

The wheels on the Jaguar convertible squeal as I power through a tight curve in the road. The warm Dallas air is rushing past my ears with a howl and down the street between tall[…]

I saw your opinions and your right I had maybe a little too much sex and it made it seemed unreal I’ll try to limit it and see what I can do. btw Letchworth is[…]

NOTE: This story is a sequel to Sharing Sue While it can be read as a stand alone story, the readier may enjoy it more if the other story is read first. Sue trembled. There[…]