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In high school Cindy was the most popular girl in our graduation class, Captin of the cheerleaders, and with an air of self-confidence that carried her through almost anything. she was smart, pretty, fun to be around, a personality that invited people to love her.Including me.But...I was shy around girls, I could never master the art of small talk and chatting that was the key to the kingdom.Cindy.had short brown hair, cut in the popular style of the day, sparkling blue eyes, a ready laugh,full...
There hadn't been any fights between the brothers and sisters of my fathers family but after my grandmother died I hadn't seen anybody from that side of the family, grandma apparently was the glue that held everything together. I was 17 at the time and the youngest, Jennifer, wasn't even 2, but my aunt had arranged a family reunion after fifteen years and I was actually quite curious about my uncles, aunts and cousins. When I arrived we were separated into two groups, the old and the young, I...
Reunion By Heather St. Claire They had chosen the restaurant with great care; it had to be someplace that wasn't too fancy or too seedy, too flashy or too noticeably hidden. In short, somewhere where they were most likely to blend into their surroundings. Leslie had arrived first, and was seated in a booth toward the rear of the main dining room. She nervously crossed, uncrossed and recrossed her legs. She was wearing her new knee-high, spike-heeled, brown leather boots. ...
It's hard to believe it, but I am happily married to my best friend, and now my family has welcomed us with open arms. I am glad, because I was born a boy. My best friend is Maxwell Anderson. He looks like an red-headed Anthony DiNozzo from NCIS with his flaming red hair, hazel eyes and natural tan. He is a musician who can play the piano, organ, violin, and guitar with equal ease. He teaches music at Warton High School. My name is Connie Renee Anderson. Me, I look like an Arabian...
The room was striking; someone or some group had spent many, many hours on the decorations. The effect was arresting—burgundy and gold, matching floral centerpieces and garlands at every table, walls full of blow-ups of photos taken twenty-some years ago, full of feathered hair, primary colors, rolled sleeves, and leather. The room was full of the clamor of buoyant greetings and the celebration of reunion. As he walked through the room, he overheard snatches of conversation -- the past not so...
I was on my way to my high school reunion. I wasn’t eager to go but I thought what the hell it could be fun. It was the ten year anniversary and ten years seemed like an eternity. I entered the old school and my trip down memory lane started catching up. I recognized many faces, mostly people I was friends with. One guy started to approach me and he was big, about six foot three with a thick mustache. ‘Aggie’, he said, ‘what’s up.’ ‘Timmy Meadows’, I said, shaking his hand. ‘That’s Timothy.’...
The college reunion must be the closest mankind has come to mastering time travel. Twenty-five years older and in a swanky city-centre hotel rather than some rough student digs, everything else was the same: the same crowd, making the same in-jokes, sat cross-legged on a carpet playing the same drinking games. It was sweet in a way; a piece of eternal youth at that stage in our lives when we're all staring over the crest of the hill. Me and Lisa were the last standing; that was the same too. We...
MatureReunionAug 5, 1976by Noelle O It was my first leased home, and as I walked to the door I looked out of the window to see the purple and orange-drenched sunset stretching it’s luscious fingers across the surf and sand, leaving tiny diamonds in its path. There had been a soft knock at the door and I opened the door to the tall lanky man standing on my front porch. The deep summer wind tousled his graying hair attractively and his smile appeared framed, as if in portrait, against the rich...
IncestReunion by Beverley Anne Miles It's all my wife's fault. Rebecca had found a couple of her old school friends via the Internet, and 'the coven'--as I called the three of them--were meeting up for the evening every couple of weeks. She was having a great time, and persuaded me to try and contact some of my old friends. I didn't recognize any of the names registered for my old schools, but I registered myself anyway--and two days later I got an e-mail from Max Taylor. He had been...
My Life Began at 50 Chapter 1 Reunion It had been six months since I relocated back to Sacramento and a year since my divorce had finalized. My work day was finishing up, the weekend was here and I was really excited about the evening. I hadn't seen my friend Jeanie in a couple years. I had been making efforts to connect with all my old friends since returning, but as usual, Jeanie and I always seemed to be unable to...
Sasha ran into Angela (an old friend from high school) during her spring break. They decided to have to have lunch and catch-up on old times. Especially all the trouble they used to get into with Lisa and Symone. Angela decided that they should have a reunion at her parents lake house on the weekend. Sasha hesitated a minute before going along with it. As she went to her apartment she thought back to how her and Symone would argue at least 3 or 4 times a week. Then she...
Lesbian"And then the dumb son of a bitch thought he would try to outrun the bull."Everyone except my cousin, Sean, the butt of the joke, laughed at his expense."Yeah, well, I didn't know," Sean said bitterly though a smile teased his lips.Sean, his brother, Shane, my two brothers, Ethan and Eric, and I were sitting around in our aunt and uncle's barn. The whole family and some close friends had gathered for the end of summer holiday and to surprise our grandparents who had recently celebrated their...
I met Joanne the first day of High School. An alphabetical accident placed Bobby McCoy and Joanne McCrary side by side on the seating charts for the next four years. I loved her at first sight. It only took an hour more to realize that that love was hopeless. She was rich, beautiful, out going, athletic, scary smart, and completely out of my league. I accepted my fate without a fight. I made myself a quiet place in her background. Dawn was the rough first-draft of her younger sister, two years...
This weekend was my 20th year high school reunion in New Orleans. I still can't believe it's been 20 years. I must admit, I had a blast - and by blast, I mean lots and lots of … moments. It was so great to see everybody again. I have to be honest though, the highlight of the weekend was the trip back - and I'm not talking about the bus ride either!Well, as you can imagine, people were posting away … the reunion. Some of the pictures I saw of me after the fact would really shock you. You know...
He hadn't seen her for about 10 years, but oh the memories. They had an affair nearly twenty years ago. They were hot and heavy for a couple years, then, he had to move. Oh yea, there were the occasional reunions. It never seemed to take long to get right back on track. They always seemed to be in sync with each other. But ten years is a lot. They had kept in touch on the Internet. Every year or so one would drop the other a note. More to the "Hi, thought of you wondered how you were doing"...
It has been seven months since we last saw each other. Wow! Seven months! I remember when we couldn’t go seven days without seeing each other. Our decision to take a break over the summer holidays wasn’t unique as we have done that a couple of times to concentrate on our real lives. The decision at the end of the summer to call it quits wasn’t a surprise either. We had enjoyed a fantastic seven years with each other but everything moves on... or not, as it seems. Hence, why I’m now nervously...
Quickie SexFrankly the noise was a little too much for me. I'd only agreed to attend because it was Michael's son getting married and he'd asked me to be there. At my age, I'd long outgrown the naughty, rule-breaking fascination of bachelor parties. It was easy to look at the young men there, friends of the groom, see their unabashed antics and foolhardiness, and recall a younger version of myself acting as they were now. Drinking too much, shouting too much, music too loud, room too dark and...
VoyeurWhen 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 in next to me. “Hi!” you beam, wide eyed and happy, and I smile back and...
It had been about 20 years since I'd seen Ben. We'd hung out a lot at university, but after graduation went our separate ways. Ben had moved back to Manchester and I'd been roaming the North West and South East. When the e-mail popped up out of the blue I couldn't wait to meet up once again.In university Ben had always been a bit of a lady's man. His tall, athletic body, handsome face and the promise of a huge, black cock always lured the girls in. I can't say I'd minded, as with all the...
I stand outside the door, nervous. So much time has passed, I wonder if our time together will be as good as expected. I adjust my dress just a bit, pull the strap of my bag higher on my shoulder, and lift my hand to knock. I barely get the second tap out when you pull the door open. I first see your face, and a big sloppy grin on your face. I bite my lower lip, chuckling, knowing tonight will be just what we both want.“Hi there” I am able to eek out. You just smile broader, reach for my hand...
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 in next to me. “Hi!” you beam, wide eyed and happy, and I smile back and...
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He saw her first; she recognized him staring. Parallel memories reprised when she had loved him, possessed him, and, ultimately, discarded him. His tie removed, she saw the leather band beneath his collar that showed he was bound. That and his stunned look of worship woke something inside her. Pushing her carry-on bag to him, she turned to walk towards the parking lot shuttle. He followed.A decade earlier, she had been more angry and demanding and less confident and self-aware. She had...
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I sat there in my room, staring blankly at the wall, overlooking my favorite posters and photos of my friends and boyfriend. Yes, my boyfriend Jake, the quarterback of the school football team, very eye-catching and popular... Sometimes I thought he was too popular for his own good. Our relationship was suffering because of it. I didn't know if I could trust him anymore. I waited for Megan to arrive at my place. We had to cram for our first exam of the school year, always the most difficult...
Chapter 1 Of late, I have gotten into the habit of suddenly sitting back, in the midst of work, gazing out of the window and thinking of her. Sigh! I am a 35 year old man and I have a terrific job. Ihave a good team to work with and I enjoy my work tremendously. A lot of travel is involved, which I actually consider a perk, as I just love meeting people and interacting with them. But when it comes to making those reports... gosh! I get really lazy and have to literally force myself to finish...
© Copyright 2003 -- all rights reserved It was a perfect September evening. A nearly cloudless sky allowed the stars to sparkle like magic. The white silk tents billowed gently in the breeze as the music drifted around us. I was dancing with the father of the bride. He twirled me around the dance floor while keeping an eye on his radiant daughter, my best friend, Susan. "So when am I going to dance at your wedding?" "Geez, Pop. Give a girl a break. Can't you be happy that Susan...
"A world turns to the edge of night, the moon and stars so very bright... Your face glows in the candlelight, It's all because tonight's the night..." It was our song, mine and Diane's. It was the song that played when we first met, the song we sang to on our first date, that rang in our ears with that first kiss, that played softly in the background the first time we made love... "Now hold my hand and take this ring As we unite in harmony... We can begin to live the dream,...
Leo received a wedding invitation. It was located in different city, an hour away by plane. He didn’t really want to go but he thought he should go, networking purposes. He used… Leo received a wedding invitation. It was located in different city, an hour away by plane. He didn’t really want to go but he thought he should go, networking purposes. He used to work with the groom few years ago, and he had a good job with the finance system, so it might open a good chance for Leo...
FriendBridget is spending Easter with her friends Lilly and brandy. They started rejoice their teen years. Lilly asked, ''what took you so long to come over''. Bridget explained she was really busy with school. Brandy surprised Bridget by telling her Lilly and her moved in together. They decided to have a picnic in the yard. While they were eating food they decided to play around. They started sucking on food, Lilly was praised for her sucking. Lilly and Bridget started feeding each other cherries,...
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Dearest Willow and family, My sincere apologies, I guess I have been a bit touchy. We're going to not be spending quite as much time drilling any more. Right now it looks like we'll go out to the range or to practice unit maneuvers every fourth week. Why might you ask? It seems we may (I say may) have found the answer to our problem of having inbound ships shot at. Someone noticed, on the other end I suppose, that departing ships didn't have burns. Then we made a search and found that no...
Introduction: This is a story I worked hard on and I would like your honest opinion of it! Lisa was looking forward to a night out with the girls. Since Grant had come into her world six months ago, shed spent her days at the office and her nights underneath, on top of, and beside him. Hed brought out an insatiable lust within her and no amount of sex with him was enough. This was the first time theyd been apart since becoming exclusive and shed promised Cecilia and Stacey that shed go out...
My wife had a weekend job working for a female friend of ours who owns a tavern in town. Janet would work the late shift on Friday and Saturday nights. The place closed at one a.m., and it would be around three a.m., usually, before she got home, because they had to clean the place up afterwards.After about a month, she started getting home about a half hour later than usual. I always waited up for her, and when I asked her "Why so late?" she said the bar had been busier lately and some...
October 7, 2017 Dear Ms. Diary, [Written October 8] I woke to someone lightly touching my right cheek. “G’morning, Love.” With my eyes still closed, I reached my right hand up to rub the back of Rhee’s hand on my cheek. “The same to you,” I replied while opening my eyes. About then, we heard the toilet flush followed by our door across from the bathroom being pushed open quietly. Heather’s cute face and sparkling blue eyes peered around the door. Seeing two of us awake, she...
Monday started, as did most days. Breakfast was a light-hearted time, for all of them. Sean had plans, for an all-day trip to the beach with some friends, the girls were off to the mall, looking for some lingerie they felt they needed, and Maggie had an appointment to show a house, to an elderly couple from up north, who were planning to retire, the next year. Maggie's career in Real Estate had taken off, the previous year, with the sale of a large estate, once belonging to a now deceased...
The party was starting to quieten down, so I suggest we go somewhere a little more private. Smiling you suggest your hosts parents wouldn’t like that but take my hand anyway as I lead you quietly out of the function room and into the waiting elevator. Once again with mock innocence in your voice you ask ‘Where I am taking you?’ – Your smile and the eagerness to stay close to me completely contradicting your mock concern. Playing your game I inform you I just need something from my room and...
It was a warm summer evening, I left home to follow my sighs again, but what had happened over my wildest dreams ...I was 16 then, I went to a parallel class in high school and ... I fell in love with a newly-discovered girl. She was a lovely brunette of medium height with bright complexion and very feminine shapes, if not for the situation I met her, I would take her as a student. I was shy and did not have any special experience with girls, so I wanted to develop this knowledge cautiously...
Chapter 1 I had known my best friend, David, ever since third grade. He's often at my house or I'm at his. I also have been dating his younger sister, Christina, who is a year younger than we are, she's fifteen. She's really cute, blond, nice body which I have tried to get more familiar with but she has resisted most of my advances below the waist. She does have very beautiful boobs which she loves me to suck and I'm happy to oblige. Anyway, I went over to her house to see her and she...
"What do you want to do first?" Phil smiled fondly down at Luana as they emerged from the World Traders building in WashingtonDC. "As if I couldn't guess." "The first thing I want is to do something about these clothes!" Luana plucked at the collar of her blouse and smoothed down one leg of her slacks where they showed wrinkles from far too many months hung in a closet. "Okay, then." Phil chuckled at her intent expression. "Let's go. We can pick up a rental car on the way." He...
The Only Real Magic By shalimar It was another Saturday night where John and I were hanging out together as usual. We have been best friends since elementary school. I had moved into this suburban community from the city in the second grade. I was shy then and had difficulty getting to know anyone in my new school. John who lived a few houses away from me decided to get to know me better. We've been friends since. Eventually I became more confident. I became the instigator of...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any...
“I think that it’s time for a snack break, don’t you agree? Maybe some dancing and music, too!” Dan announced, now very naked as his toga had disintegrated. “I would say so, babe!” Samira agreed, her own toga quite unraveled and realizing that she was far from the only case, “I could use some of that peanut brittle there! Lots of protein there, though far from my favorite source.” “Such a consummate actress, to your very core, aren’t you, dear?” Dan teased his fiancee as she fought the urge...
The following Monday marked the beginning of the last month of classes. Apparently that was the signal for our teachers to tell us their plans for the end of the semester. In Government, Mr. Kennedy, bless him, said that our final would be on Tuesday, June 12. If there was one thing I loved, it was Mr. Kennedy's government tests. Mr. Anson's history class would also end with a test, on Monday the 11th. Mrs. Palmer had no intention of letting us getting away with something as simple as a...
My college friend John visited us last week. See part 1 of story...He always talked to me about how sexy and attractive my wife was and I had sent him a few pictures over the years...nothing too expliicit. He visited and after a boozy dinner at home he got my wife to strip and pose for him. It excited me to see her pose for someone else and he even began taking some pictures with his cell phone. My wife and I had had fantasies about him while having sex, me pretending to be him with a toy as...
"So, are you still gonna quit?" Achika asked him bluntly over crossed arms. Leaning back against one of the innumerable, enigma's the good professors myriad domains had to offer. Nobuyuki wondered briefly if the creature contained within could see either of them. Not that its clairvoyance particularly mattered. Or, as if anything could make Achika more attractive ... the slightly cross expression succeeded however. "Leave our family without guidance?" She finished reproachfully. "Now...
The kiss was long and passionate. Like all of his kisses, she loved it. The way he tasted, the softness of his lips, and how his body felt against hers, made her long to kiss him all the time. The fact that she could only do it infrequently, at stolen intervals made the kisses better and worse at the same time. Breaking momentarily from their connection, she vented to him. "I can't stand him anymore Dan. I need to leave him. I need to divorce him. I want to be with you all the time. I...
[ Very much inspired by my friends A & T; and dedicated to all other cuck-hubbies who have had similar such experiences and reactions after words! ]This was by no means the first time my wife and I had gone to Africa in search of both incredible sex for Mara (my wife), but with the deliberate intention of her becoming pregnant while there (and to increase that particular chance, we had timed our arrival in Morocco, to the coastal city of Agadir, to as close to Mara's most fertile time of...
About 4 miles from where I lived there was a small, old, public toilet, which was only frequented by men seeking sex with other men. It was well off the beaten track and was only accessible through a disused railway track. It was a haven for gay sex. It was extremely small, quite dilapidated, only one urinal and one cubicle which had a glory hole through to the urinal. There were no lights, always in the dark and it was an attraction for men looking good cock fun. I had been taken to it once...
Part 9 It was almost 9:00 before David got home to his apartment. He was concerned because he had invited Shelly over to meet Diane. Assuming that Diane let her in, there was just no telling what could have happened between the two women. David had told Diane he had a ‘friend with benefits,’ but little more than that. If Shelly were to tell Diane how the two of them had been regular lovers for over six years, it could have a detrimental effect on his relationship with Diane. In fact, he wasn’t...
MILF'Uh, Mr. Taylor?' He was standing at the door, looking nervous. The new guy, third floor front. I was feeling pretty good. I'd put in an hour at the gym, first time for a while, and my body didn't like that much, but the first beer of the day had hit the spot and Stevie Ray Vaughan was doing incredible things with a guitar. 'Doug. No mistering in this house. Whaddya need, Nick? No need to stand in the doorway: you been here a while, you'll discover I'm easy, long as the rent's on...
Kate was bothered and starting to question her life choices. She was 21, going to college part time and on-line, had no boyfriend or romantic involvement with anyone, and knew that it would be at least another five years – if everything worked out – before she could possibly graduate from law school, her academic goal. And she didn’t even know any guys she wanted to bong, let alone have any real prospects. Given that Kate had a near genius I. Q., was 5’7”, 115 pounds with long flaxen hair,...
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Despite understanding Trip's explanation for his banishment from Buran Malcolm did the (in his opinion) logical thing the next day and ignored the request to stay away. Fighting his way through the crowded corridors of his ship he began to understand though, why Trip wasn't so keen on letting him see the carnage. Just about any panel that could be opened was actually open with either a human or Vulcan head stuck in it, surrounded by cables, pipes and engineering tools. It didn't really...
NachbarschaftsausflugMaria und ich treiben es gerne – um es offen zu sagen wir lieben es zu ficken und besonders mag ich daran wie unersättlich sie dabei ist. Ich erinnere mich genau, wie wir damals erstmals den Entschluss gefasst haben es in der Natur zu machen. Zwischenzeitlich hatten wir alle Stellungen, alle Zimmer und Tische im Haus schon durch. Kein Fleckchen im Haus, an dem wir es nicht schon getrieben hätten. Unsere Lust war zu jener Zeit schon so groß, dass wir neue Kicks gesucht...
This is "Morning Edition". I'm Renée Montaigne... Police in San Francisco yesterday saw a woman wearing a virtual polo shirt, talking to a man outside a topless bar. They arrested her for loitering. The judge asked her about it. She explained that she is the bartender and was cleaning up an overturned trash can with the help of a customer. The judge told the arresting officer, "I see nothing improper here. If anything, she's over-dressed." The accused took off the uniform jacket the...
I was in college, at a small, private, liberal-arts school in Ohio. It was my first time really being away from my home in a rural community, and I didn’t want to waste my time. I had discovered an interest in BDSM while I was still in high school, illicitly sneaking looks at porn on the internet. First I had discovered bondage, with women being tied up, and I thought that was hot. I thought I wanted to be a Dominant, having control of these beautiful women who would do...