The Girl Next Door
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Needless to say, the Canada Day party exceeded expectations, with reality having been even more exciting than Steph’s dream. As you can probably imagine, Jack and Steph’s sex life was rather charged up in the following weeks. But, of course, as happens with summer, Jack and Steph got very busy over the next month with picnics and festivals and the kids’ events and family vacations and concerts and parties and on and on and on, all of which are very fun, but cumulatively exhausting. So it came...
Wife Lovers“That was fun,” said Julia as she helped pull the aluminum fishing boat up onto shore. “I haven’t been in a motorboat since I was little. But they’re so noisy. Getting here in a canoe is slow, but it's peaceful.”Of the three girls I rescued from the lake the previous weekend, Julia appreciated being in the woods the most. She was also the most mature. It took all weekend for her to warm up, and then she surprised me by initiating a hungry lovemaking session at the edge of the water while her...
Group SexThe weather was languid, the lake was languid, and, most of all, they were languid. They drifted rather than sailed. It was so hot, the science girls had begged an egg from the kitchen and actually tried frying it on the stones. They were delighted; after half an hour (so a slow cooker, it’s true), the fried egg was ready. Marie, three keen girls, the girl whose dog had died, and Clive, that was the sum total of the sailors on this, the hottest day. They could have taken two or even three...
My very short vignette “OSL: Nick” is not required reading, but familiarity with it will enhance your experience reading this chapter. -- FRIDAY, DECEMBER 21, 2007 -- Almost lazily, I guided my super-macho, super-cool navy blue with beige interior Toyota Sienna XLE minivan (with Sport rims!) around the winding mountain roads. I let my gaze drift out to the rows upon rows of verdant redwoods that lined my path to either side of the two-lane road as far as the eye could see, their bases...
About five minutes later my neighbour’s 17 year-old daughter came out of her house and walked down towards the bottom of their garden. Since she was carrying an airbed, a towel and a bottle of something, presumably suntan lotion, it was apparent that she had the same idea as me, to get some sun. Rachel, the same age as me, was one of the most popular girls in school and had always treated me well even though I thought she was way out of my league. I’m not a dork but, at the same time, I don’t...
A recording: "The number you are dialing is not in service." Katie slammed the telephone down in frustration. For the third time, she punched the telephone number that Meg had given to her, and she got the same result. FUCK! She couldn't believe it. Either Meg had mistakenly given her the wrong number for her cell phone, or she done it on purpose. No, she thought. Meg wouldn't do that to her. And she was right. In fact, Meg HAD made a mistake, and given her the wrong number. The week...
The next morning I left the house two hours earlier than normal, my handbag packed with as many essentials as it could carry without arousing suspicion. My heart was beating faster than it ever had before as I slowly walked down the road to work hoping for opportunity to strike. Thankfully, before too long a red pickup pulled beside me and a young early, probably in his early twenties stopped to say hello. Naturally I accepted his unspoken invitation and got in the passenger seat, placing my...
School was finally out for the summer and I should have been looking forward to a long vacation. Instead, I had allowed a good friend to talk me into going away with her to spend the majority of my summer vacation as a camp counselor at a camp for inner city kids. It isn't that I don't think it's a worthwhile cause. I do. I totally support the concept of getting those kids out of the city and out of a dangerous environment. And since I work as a substitute teacher I am accustomed to...
With football over and debate tournaments still a few weekends away, Jim scheduled a weekend to go up to help Debbie get the big inboard out of the water and do some other things around her lake place to get it ready for winter. And, more importantly, Jim’s father had decided that it was time for them to have a second car. With three drivers in the house, one car just wasn’t cutting it. So, he picked up a ‘62 Pontiac Starchief convertible with low miles (only driven by a little old lady to...
Blake was nervous. Four days had passed since he and Justin had jacked off together, and the boy hadn't been over to visit. He didn't know how the youth would react to what they had done, but his absence was a bad sign. Was he scared... embarrassed? Worse, had he told his mother? This wasn't good. He considered walking over to visit them, but thought better of it. He decided to do some web surfing to take his mind off Justin, and had just turned the computer on when he heard a soft knock...
“Sarah, you wouldn’t be cold if you had helped paddle,” I said as we lugged the canoe onto the shore. Sarah’s new girlfriend Kim had taken the bow seat at the start of the trip, while Sarah just lounged in the middle. The cabin up the hill sat postcard-perfect in the fading October light—framed by pines and evergreens, windows glowing warmly.Seeing smoke trickling from the chimney, I said, “Prisha has the woodstove going. It’ll be plenty warm in the cabin.”Kim clicked off several shots of the...
Group SexMolly Ann Simmons looked out at the smooth waters of the lake. Everyone that knew her knew her as Ann; she hated the name Molly. She rarely told anyone that her first name was Molly. Even her checks said Ann Simmons. Her maiden name had been Tyler but she had kept her married name; more for convenience than out of love or respect for Ray. This was one of the few get-aways that she allowed herself. Her friends owned the condo on the lake and rented it out in the summer by the week and by the...
September 1977 The next day was uneventful, well except for lunch. I told the gang that Jennifer and I needed to talk privately for a bit, but that we’d be back in a couple of minutes. We found some seats at the end of a table right by the wall with nobody close. I had a big grin on my face and said, “OK. I told you mine, you tell me yours.” She blushed. “Well, as soon as I hung up, I ran to my room. I laid on my bed and slipped my hand into my panties and the other one under my shirt. I...
Jessica woke up early Saturday morning, "It's time to go." She said as she entered her parents' bedroom. She yanked on Cade's arm. "Wake up daddy." Cade opened his eyes and looked at his six-year-old daughter. "Didn't anyone ever tell you that Saturday mornings were for sleeping in?" He grumbled. Jessica backed away sheepishly. He looked at her through half-open eyes and her pouty expression made him smile. "Come 'ere," he reached out and yanked her onto the bed, pulling her...
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t shake off of that nauseating smell. She rubbed her hands one against the other, scratching and crossing her fingers, then she washed them under the stream of water before sniffing her hands again. No, the smell was still there, she couldn’t get rid of it. She lowered her sight, staring at her hands. A teardrop fell on her open hands and only then she realized she was crying, drops where blurring her sight. Jane was crying. She stared out of the...
All good things must come to an end (why is that anyway?), and Jim’s summer vacation eventually gave way to that axiom. Susan and the twins headed home, and soon it was time to pack Jim’s stuff in the big Buick, get in one more good-bye fuck, and head back to civilization. For Jim this meant football practice, seeing his buddies, and, of course, school. Jim’s mother met the car as soon as it turned into the driveway, and she hugged Jim like a mother would who hadn’t seen her son in more than...
-- MONDAY, DECEMBER 24, 2007 -- I started second-guessing myself the second after DJ walked away. I turned to watch her go, watched her head down the hallway toward the bedrooms in the north wing. The fuck are you doing man? DJ just asked you to marry her! I am aware of that. And you fucking said ‘no’?!? Technically, I didn’t answer the question. Don’t you fucking try to dodge the issue you fucking fucked-up fucktard! Upset now, are you? You’d better fucking believe it! Nevermind that...
Even though I was tired the next day from our nocturnal adventures, we set out for the lake. I was driving my parents Dodge truck since we were going camping. We had the bed full of camping gear. We had only driven about a block from the house when Meg asked me to turn right on the next corner. I turned on the street she indicated and after driving for another two blocks, we came across Sydney standing in front of a house on the corner. "Stop," she ordered. When I pulled to the curb Meg,...
The next morning the alarm clock woke both James and Molly. James was forced to roll out of bed immediately to turn off the dratted thing otherwise it would keep beeping at them for more than thirty minutes. Molly rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. James let her sleep as he went out, got himself some caffeine in the form of a Dr. Pepper and then headed to the garage for a morning cigarette. James sat in the garage and wondered how the day would go. He was sure Molly and Shawn were...
Kelly and I met on an adult dating site. We were two lonely people in loveless, sexless long term marriages.At the beginning of October of that year, I had to go on a road trip halfway across the country. Sometimes it’s less expensive to go pick up the items that I sell than it would be to have them shipped. On this trip, though, I knew that I’d be gone over a week and could not take Kelly with me. In fact, it looked like we wouldn’t be able to see each other for days before I left. As it turns...
TrueThe next day dawned bright and sunny with a promise of a hot afternoon – perfect for a day on the water. Jim drove the boat while first the twins and then Susan and Debbie took turns skiing behind the big wooden boat. They beached the Chris Craft on an island for an al fresco luncheon of cold chicken, potato salad, homemade dill pickles, and French bread, washing it down with ice cold lemonade. Then, more skiing, swimming, sun, and fun, until it was time to head back. Karen and Kerry had...
For as long as he lived, James Olsen would never forget the day that his world came crashing down. His life had been a fairy tale dream of romance and delight. Sarah Jane Hamilton was his one true love. He knew it in every fiber of his being. That she felt the same he considered axiomatic. He’d given up his sexual trysting with Janet and Marcy – he’d even stopped seeing Miss Hunt and his visits to the Lake House were far fewer and, more importantly, completely chaste. Dawn and Debbie saw...
[ For Megan, who truly loves the BIG, and BLACK, cock! May she continue to enjoy as many as she can, and for as long as she wants! ]I was setting on the shaded patio when Megan came walking out of the house dressed very fetchingly in a tight-fitting pair of white short-shorts and dark pink (you could call it 'coral') tank top, and as I looked up and saw her walking towards me, she smiled, and I couldn't help but smile back at her spontaneously."Hey, babe," she said, leaning over where I sat,...
It was 7am. Her husband had gone to work, a real, not work from home job. Today was a day for her to meet an old friend who would soon be traveling south for the winter. They planned a short hike around Lake Haydon. She had her usual breakfast and was headed to the shower. Her shower was nothing out of the ordinary. Wash her hair, shave her legs and general grooming. It was nothing unusual for spending another day with a long time female friend. As she dried herself, she double checked the...
That afternoon I went out to the lake to inspect the canoes. We didn’t let the kids out on the lake until the third week, when we had them under control, but I wanted to be ready. On the way to the lake I passed the gym, and peaked through the windows. All the girls were packed inside, some of them using free weights, and some of them doing pushups, all under the direction of Becky Finklestein, who strode about the gym in a powder blue shorts and t-shirt that clung to her monstrously muscular...
My uncle Dick was always nice to me, but he wasn’t always moral. His first wife took a temporary position out of town, and Dick started sleeping with another woman. Despite having two boys with his first wife, he left her when his girlfriend got pregnant. In my first life, he left his current wife in a few years, so that he could be a pimp for his new girlfriend. I know, I said he was always good to me. That doesn’t mean I didn’t notice that he treated the rest of the family like shit. I...
PERSIAN STYLE VENGEACE ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Supergirl and Powergirl ? Snob?s Pleasure By? Sonya? Esperanto? [email protected] Synopsis: Supergirl and Powergirl are property of DC COMICS. This is not a story intended for profit-making. This is also not intended for anyone below the age of 18. Supergirl and Powergirl fall under the power of a jealous celebrity, who...
The air was hushed, nearly silent as it blew across the surface of the land and the lake. It was warm with a chilly aftertaste, like many late summer mornings have. Frogs croaked, crickets chirped, and birds sang, mixing together to form a natural melody that was beautiful to the ears. She sat on the deck overlooking the water, sipping at a cup of peppermint hot chocolate with her laptop in front of her opened to an empty Word document. It was the woman’s first morning at her lake house....
I had just finished jerking off and I was lying here on my bed trying to piece together "What went wrong; why am I still a virgin at eighteen?" I am a pretty good looking dude if I do say so myself; 6'2" tall, dark wavy hair, blue eyes, handsome face, athletic build. I work on my body; lifting at the gym, running and biking. Why couldn't I have scored at least once during high school? High school is over now, I just graduated last week. My chance to score during those four influential years is...
I had just finished jerking off and I was lying here on my bed trying to piece together "What went wrong; why am I still a virgin at eighteen?" I am a pretty good looking dude if I do say so myself; 6'2" tall, dark wavy hair, blue eyes, handsome face, athletic build. I work on my body; lifting at the gym, running and biking. Why couldn't I have scored at least once during high school? High school is over now, I just graduated last week. My chance to score during those four influential years is...
At Morgan's words, I stiffened. There was something in the air, an indefinable change. I drew Twilight and held it lightly. 'Demons approach. I can feel them.' Twilight said into my mind I told Thomas to stay with Morgan as I activated Al. "I need a heads-up display. Show all unknown entities, visible or invisible." I directed him "You've got it, Boss. Two detected approaching fast ... Hey, there's something wrong with these — I can't see any connecting link with them," Al...
Lake II By Connie W (aka ponygirlTS) Chapter Eight A Few Days Later I have to admit that I am uncomfortable with Lake sleeping around. I think that she has had sex with everyone except Jerry (who she says she won't) and Martin (who she says avoids her like the plague). Martin was doing all right at avoiding her too, until she caught him in the shower. She had picked the bathroom door lock and snuck in. She had made a show of it as she walked through the living room and...
Lake Lady, by Armond "And there I saw mage Merlin... And near him stood the Lady of the Lake, Who knows a subtler magic than his own- Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful. She gave the King his huge cross-hilted sword, Whereby to drive the heathen out: a mist Of incense curled about her, and her face Wellnigh was hidden in the minster gloom..." -Idylls of the King, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson "And when I was fifteen yeere old, then was I...
It all began one Halloween night.We were best friends in high school. We played on the volleyball team together. Madison was shorter than me, but she could dig out the spikes from other teams. I was good at the net and a good server.We ate lunch together almost every day. Did our homework at night together. We were inseparable. Some of the kids at school thought we were sisters and some thought we were lesbians.It was a small town, so everyone always knew everyone else's business, or at least...
SupernaturalThe main characters, Evan & Jane are in the 21-22 age range, though it was never specified in the story. All Characters engaged in sexual activity are 18+ ********** Newfound Lake ***** JUNE ****** Evan made his way into the busy kitchen to grab another beer. His friend Zack had convinced him to come out to one last party before he went away for the summer. Evan wasn’t really sure why, as Zack ditched him within 15 minutes to talk to some girl he had been wanting to bang. It must have...
Lake Gorndon was nestled high up in the forests of western Massachusetts, that forgotten place that wasn't quite Boston and wasn't quite upstate New York. Since the fall of 2002, it's been an empty valley with a thin river running through it--ever since the Water Company dissolved the hillside that kept it dammed up. Now, Lake Gorndon is just a little river, just another part of Dancing Beck Run, the long tributary system that waters most of Langdon County. They say the plan to drain the...
SupernaturalI took of my headphones and closed the lid of my laptop, got up and grumbled my way to my bedroom door, my dick swaying freely in its flaccid state. As I stepped through the frame, I saw my sisters; Fern and Paige, walk out too, with our pug, Jeff, yapping at Paige’s legs. At 19 years old, my sister, Fern, was older than me by 13 months. She was about 5 foot 4 (164cm) with pale green eyes, golden hair that fell down to her pink nipples on her 34B cup breasts. She had long, slender legs with a...
Full-time residents in lake resort towns can develop love-hate relationships with the tourists and seasonal residents who they rely on for their survival. The local economies in those areas are dependent on the whims of the real estate market and the vacation spending of those visiting the area. That is especially true for lake resorts in areas with harsh winters, where the summer seasons are short.Those typically small lake towns have rather noticeable class distinctions, with real estate...
TabooThis work is copyrighted material. Anyone wishing to copy, archive, or re-post this story must contact the author for permission. House Across The Lake By Paul G. Jutras The wheezing gray camp bus, 'Camp Thundercrack' read the faded rust covered lettering, slowly bounced along the winding road. The bus was practically empty, since most of the parents had sent their kids to camp the week before. Pushing the blonde hair out of my face, I pulled out a detective novel from my...
The buses arrived, the new campers discharged and the old campers clambered aboard. Lots of tears, lots of hugs. Lots more very tight, tender and intimate hugs for Clive from girls who were happy to grind their small tits into his chest, steal a kiss on the mouth, and even pinch his bum. Jo-Lene watched all, saw all and smiled at all. This was expected and not to be worried about. They were all leaving after all. The new group were all in school uniform. This was ‘Our Lady of the Perpetual...
Meanwhile, in the Chris Craft... Susan and Debbie laughed and talked as they enjoyed the wind and sun on their bikini clad bodies as they cruised down the lake in the big runabout. They had to be somewhat circumspect but that didn’t mean that they denied themselves a little casual thigh stroking now and then. Susan leaned over to speak into Debbie’s ear so she wouldn’t have to raise her voice, “Do you think that Jimmy has fucked my twins yet?” Debbie turned toward Susan and said, “You mean...
“Mommmm, what’s for supper,” Jim called as he came through the door on Monday night after football practice, “I’m starving.” “Of course you are, dear,” Lily laughed. “You’re always starving. I swear you must have a hollow leg. How do pork chops and baked potatoes sound?” “Mmmmm ... terrific!” “You got some mail today, Jim. Aunt Debbie sent you something.” “Oh?” Jim said as he kissed his mother on the cheek in greeting. Lily handed Jim an envelope addressed to him in an obviously feminine...
It was perfect. Jim and Marge Harvey were always trying to get us up to use their summer cabin at Lake Jenny. I don’t know if they wanted us to buy it or what, but every spring they would encourage us to use it as much as we would like. We had been up there a couple years ago and had enjoyed it immensely, but we never took the time to repeat the visit. This year we had not heard from them, but I would not hesitate calling them as soon as we got home. “I’ve got an idea,” I said,...
House Across the Lake 3 by Paul G. Jutras A freshly painted bus roared over the old dirt road. The words "CAMP THUNDERCRACK" written across the side of the bus were almost hidden by the dust and gravel thrown up from the road as it journeyed through the woods with a fresh batch of camper kids inside. Pushing the blonde hair out of her face, Lesley and the other campers all sung "100 bottles of beer on the wall" as they clapped their hands together. A boy named Jason was eating a...
The girls looked less miserable now they were warming up in front of the campfire. They still shivered, but was that from the hours they had spent in the lake, clinging to their swamped canoe? Or was it from the scare it had given them? I didn’t really care.I had hung their shorts, shirts and underwear to dry. I had not packed for guests, so the only clothing I had to offer the three of them were old t-shirts and beach towels.“Hey you,” I said to the short one with the red hair. “Sorry......
Outdoor3 weeks ago,toward the end of September we had 4 days in the 90's so I went to the lake,I had just ordered some white panites online that had a sheer look when wet and was really hoping to go into the lake. I saw a guy at this same lake wearing a white speedo swimsuit and could see his outline,so this got me started on looking for some white panties that could look like a swimsuit. When the panty came to the house,I immediately put them on and took some pix of them on me,they could fool most...
Part 1 The first thing a visitor to the quiet Minnesota town of Lake Wannacum is likely to say (other than "Where the hell is the interstate anyway we've been crawling along these dirt tracks for hours, my sat-nav said this was the cross-country route to St. Cloud, my God, have you people even seen a Starbucks?") is "Why does the church on Main Street have a carved wooden penis outside it?" It's a fair question. Coming from the south, through the well-tended corn fields and skirting the...
The night was so dark that I didn’t see the launch until it reached the dock. I had heard it, though, and as I climbed on board, the boat all in black and the men sailing it all in black and masked as well—and totally silent—and it moved back onto Lake Como, I realized that it was the boat I heard starting up when I’d come down to the dock. The imposing lakeside mansion it had come from, lit up and with music on that I could hear from this side of the lake, wasn’t far off at all. But it was on...
The first thing a visitor to the quiet Minnesota town of Lake Wannacum is likely to say (other than "Where the hell is the interstate anyway we've been crawling along these dirt tracks for hours, my sat-nav said this was the cross-country route to St. Cloud, my God, have you people even seen a Starbucks?") is "Why does the church on Main Street have a carved wooden penis outside it?" It's a fair question. Coming from the south, through the well-tended corn fields and skirting the edge of lake,...
Incest“About time. I’ve been knocking for five minutes.”Sarah pushed her way inside my apartment, shooting me a stern look before plopping on the couch.She looked around at the bare walls of my tiny one-bedroom. I felt vaguely ashamed. It was all I could afford after being nearly wiped out when the guy I assaulted sued.She said, “Pretty Spartan in here. Needs a woman’s touch. Still, no piles of pizza boxes, no underwear hanging from lampshades. Nice to see a guy who’s housebroken for a...
Group Sex“About time. I’ve been knocking for five minutes.”Sarah pushed her way inside my apartment, shooting me a stern look before plopping on the couch.She looked around at the bare walls of my tiny one-bedroom. I felt vaguely ashamed. It was all I could afford after being nearly wiped out when the guy I assaulted sued.She said, “Pretty Spartan in here. Needs a woman’s touch. Still, no piles of pizza boxes, no underwear hanging from lampshades. Nice to see a guy who’s housebroken for a...
Group SexThe horse I rode into the mountains was called 'Peggy', short for Pegasus, which was quite appropriate as it was the name of the flying horse on the Parachute Regiment's badge. Peggy was a docile comfortable mount, and over time must have been ridden by many inexperienced riders, as she didn't rear or buck, not that we met anything that would cause her to do any of those things, but of course horses have a habit of seeing and hearing things that humans don't. As we rode Eddy told me...
Two more lazy days passed on the shores of Golden Lake. The summer was drifting by, and Meg was beginning to realize that she had done basically nothing to prepare for the upcoming school year. She loved teaching, but she loved her summer vacations too. Every August, she had to force herself to get ready for the long grind ahead. And every year, it seemed to get harder. Maybe she was getting burned out on teaching. The students certainly weren't making it any easier. The sixth graders...
"Hello. This is Gerri." "Hi, Gerri. Patrick. How are you all?" "OK. Too much baby poop." "Not my fault. Is your father-in-law around?" "No. He took about two dozen Merino lambs into Roma." "Oh. Do you know if the band's over by the creek?" "They were last week. Why?" "I need to send a message. Could you drive over?" "One of us can. But there's a price." "What?" "I need to know how the art critic's doin'." "She's fine. She's off at an opening right...
The rising water in Little Lake Constance had pressed the underground residents to relocate to higher ground. That meant that my trowel uncovered a vast network of new galleries. I even hit one egg chamber and pillaged it. I also hit a burrow that had been raided by Myrmecia -- the bulldog ant. A young boy summoned me for grub around 17:00. "Ferd got a goanna," he said. When we returned to the settlement I saw that it was a Spencer's monitor, about 120 cm. long. "Ferd must be handy," I...
Hope you enjoy! –RogueRambler Ok, let me start by telling you a bit about myself, which might help you understand how I turned-out the way I am. My father was a very rich and very powerful man. When I was a kid I never actually knew exactly what it was he did, but I did know that his job kept him away from home more than he was there. My mother died after battling cancer for almost two years, when I was still quite young. After Mom was gone, It seemed as though Dad was home...
It was a golfing vacation. I was doing the golfing and my wife was along for the shopping. I love golfing and I don't know why I'm not better at it. Ever since I retired last spring I played almost every day yet I still stink. Judy, my wife, is a professional shopper. Apparently a natural talent because she doesn't practice all that much. She is the only woman I know who can spend all day shopping and buy nothing. My name is James Kilgore. Jim or Jimmy to my friends. Butch to my wife of...
CHAPTER 1 There was speculation that the recently arrived young graduate from Chicago, Sinead Morgan, would take this year’s title of Miss Prairie but she wasn’t even in the final seven. A fairly strict upbringing had taught Sinead and her sister and two brothers that a guy sins if he pays for sex and likewise so does a girl if she gives sex in return for a favor. In this case the bewhiskered chief judge who appeared over-done in garlic and in years missed out, not that Sinead was against...