~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was one of those girls in school who didn’t mess around. I certainly never went all the way with a guy. That’s one of the reasons I suppose that so many of us got married right after graduation. I know that we were supposed to be the liberated ladies of the Seventy’s, but a lot of us still held on to our mother’s beliefs about holding on to our virginity until marriage. Most of us were so sex starved, and tired of self pleasuring that we jumped at the first guy who asked us to marry him. That’s […]
Hi Sonia, I wanted to pass along to you an experience of mine. It was kind of a combination of a fantasy and a most embarrasing situation. My sister in-law started selling lingerie and she does these home lingerie parties. She had one at her house and invited me, my sister and two of her friends from work. We all had a great time talking and perusing the merchandise. Part of the selling is to get each person to try on an outfit and model it for the rest of the girls. Not a big deal. Every girl has a […]
I was a door-to-door insurance salesman once for about 20 minutes. It was another of my many failed careers. Dante was wrong. The deepest circle in hell doesn’t belong to the traitors to kin and country, there’s a level even deeper. The Tenth circle is reserved for door-to-door salesmen. Because that’s a living hell on earth, and THEN you die. I took the insurance job after being fired from my trainee position at the heavy equipment company. I just fucked up too much for them, I guess. I hated being in an office all day anyway. I thought being outside […]
Bob McClintock had got himself into some major trouble. He had had his run-ins with the law before, and even done a couple of thirty-day stints in the county jug, but this time he had really hit the big time. For his part in an arson plan gone wrong he had netted himself four years as a guest of the Feds and, even with remission for good behavior he was going to be doing every day of two and a half years. Things might not have been so bad if his wife, Leona, was still alive, but she had been […]
CHAPTER ONE: THE RISE AND RISE OF BOBBY NUPPENDAUN This story really began when 18 year old Bobby Nuppendaun was in his stepmother’s bedroom, in the middle of one of the countless masturbation sessions he enjoyed each time she went out. Except on this occasion Ellen Highwater chose this exact time to come back to the house, to collect her forgotten pocketbook. As she climbed the stairs, she suddenly heard Bobby’s voice – coming from her bedroom, it seemed – as the boy talking to himself, quite obviously in a state of high excitement. In actual fact he was nearing […]
Chapter 2 Stepmother lends a hand. “Bobby dear, I think further steps are necessary – would you be a good boy, and unhook this big, stretchy brassiere, for me?” She leaned over the boy, bringing the front-fastening garment within his reach. Of course, it also brought her gigantic breasts, topped by twin thrusting teats, to within inches of the little boy’s face. Bobby eventually shook off his shock, and struggled to release the many hooks – how he struggled, but he kept at the task manfully, and finally the last hook was released. I think your penis could do with […]
CHAPTER 3 OFF TO THE CLINIC Ellen quickly grabbed up her silk nightgown, and, after wrapping Bobby in it, she hustled the boy outside, and into her Firebird. Having draped him in the passenger seat, she hurriedly locked the house and climbed into the driving seat. Oh boy, was she ever in the driving seat! Her mind was a whirl, an incendiary mixture of so many things: there were the memories of her old employer Ruth Lessmilker, and the disgraceful, sordid procedures which eventually led to the doctor being expelled from legal practice – then there were her own like-minded […]
Little Helpers I was painting the wall in a window recess at my home when I saw the boy’s faces staring at me, open mouthed, from behind some bushes in my yard. It was a hot day and as usual I had stripped down to nothing but a pair of old baggy panties so the sight of my paint splattered tits jiggling in the window must have been exciting for them! I took a deep breath. ‘Okay, don’t panic.’ I told myself. ‘They’re only young boys seeking a thrill!’ I forced myself to continue painting as though I hadn’t seen […]
What a great year this was turning out to be. I had just completed my internship with a company and was offered a full time job with a sister company in another state. I was excited about moving to a new city , but because of my reckless spending I did not have much money in the bank to afford a big move like this. It was depressing to know that after just turning twenty-five, I did not have much to show for my hard work. I was scheduled to begin my new job at the beginning of the next […]
Justin began reading his journal. His mind wandering back to a few years ago. Monday Journal Entry Well here I am. It has now been six weeks since I moved into Mrs. Harwood’s home. My parents now somewhere on their round the world excursion. I haven’t had any letters from them for a few weeks, so I have no idea where they actually are. But I do know that I won’t be expecting them home for another eleven months, give or take a few weeks. Mrs. Harwood lives just a few streets away from our own home. But with mum […]
A couple of years ago I had an experience that gave me a whole new perspective on how I look at older women. I went over to my friend’s house to hang out, when I got there his mom answered the door in her swimsuit. She told me Lee wasn’t there, but she figured he’d be home soon. She asked me if I wanted come in and wait for him. She told me she was going to work on her tan and invited me to come out and take a dip in the pool. I didn’t have my swim trunks […]
“Sh, Sh, Sh, sweet baby, it is going to be ok.” Looking at the wall clock, I notice it is 4 a.m. 2 hours of non-stop crying. What started as a little whimper has gone into a full blown distress cry. I am now officially a single mom. Emily is a week old and we are trying to learn how to breastfeed together. There is no lonelier feeling than being up in the middle of the night with a crying baby. Plus, being a first time mom, I have no clue what to do. My milk has come in and […]
