Minnie gazed into the mirror of the mall bathroom. She wore a red miniskirt over white thigh-high stockings, no underwear. On top, she wore a sheer white blouse. Again, no underwear. She undid several buttons, maximizing the view of her ample breasts. After one more look in the mirror, Minnie grabbed her purse and headed out. The mall bustled with shoppers. With two weeks until Christmas, peak shopping season was underway...

Just once I wish, That the past could be forgotten, That what went before would not affect what is to come. Just once I wish, That the day we met could be forgotten, That your face, body, vibrant self would no longer haunt my thoughts and dreams. Just once I wish, That you had said “No” that afternoon, That the torrid touching of body on body, mouth on mouth never became a part of my life. Just once I wish, That we had ne...

“Hello! Anybody home?” I called out as I entered the house. There was no response. The backyard was also empty. I poured an iced tea and crashed on the living room couch with a sigh. It had been a long Thursday with two classes and a lab. Now I had a lonely long weekend ahead. I jumped when I heard the door. A female voice called out, “Hello! Anybody home?” I chuckled at the echo of my own entrance. “In here,” I called ba...

I stepped out of the shower to find my older brother Randy standing at the mirror. He passed me a towel and went back to his shaving. I started drying off, quietly ignoring the wayward glances that came my way. To be honest, I was casting a few back at Randy. My brother was a nicely built hunk of manhood and was wearing just a pair of pyjama bottoms. His big cock was partly erect and visible through the fabric. I wondered...

Alissa MacDougall pulled her Ford Transit camper off the main road into a gravel patch in the woods. It looked like an abandoned driveway or side road. It was hardly a perfect spot, but the time was past nine and she still had almost three hours to the next community. At this point, Alissa just needed a place to stop and sleep. She took her dog, Garm, for a short walk, giving her a chance to stretch and get some fresh air...

Lisa Evans looked gorgeous as she sang with the praise band in church on Sunday night. She was dressed quite modestly in just a simple skirt and blouse. It was appropriate attire for a pastor’s daughter singing in church but also very attractive to my eyes. While I had seen Lisa naked not that long ago, something about this more modest look excited me. I pushed away a fantasy about slowly removing those clothes so I could...

The driver’s pants were unzipped, stiff cock protruding. I rolled my eyes and opened my notebook, contemplating what charges to bring. “What’s going on here?” I asked. “I’m having sex with my sweet pumpkin,” he said, grinning. I glanced at the passenger seat to see a smiling jack-o’-lantern. “A literal pumpkin? How does that work?” He rotated the pumpkin. My jaw dropped. I felt a bit dizzy. A real, fleshy vulva glistened...

I was startled to see Lisa Evans get on the bus. My girlfriend was not supposed to meet me until we got to Tilburn Woods. Then again, this was probably the only bus that stopped near the entrance to the conservation area. I guess I should have realized that we might end up on the same bus. Lisa glanced and winked at me as she went by, then took a seat further down the bus. No one was supposed to know about our relationshi...

I almost jumped from the log where I was sitting when the girl stepped into the clearing. She was quite pretty and looked to be in her late teens, around my own age. The girl was dressed in a cropped tank top and tight denim shorts, perfect for showing off her slim, shapely figure. I did not recognize her, but that just meant the girl was not going to my high school or other places I could have met her. When she saw what...

Ross Creek flowed quietly into a natural pool. The only sound was a steady murmur of water dropping over a slight rise, creating a miniature waterfall. A gentle breeze stirred the tree branches and vegetation around the creek. Jill dropped her pack and watched the waterfall. This was not her first visit to the placid scene, but it was her first in a long time. She glanced around, listening and watching for any sign that s...

It all began with a knock on the front door. Pulling myself up from the couch, I limped over and opened it. On my porch stood a girl who looked, at a guess, maybe sixteen or seventeen. A large gym bag sat beside her. My visitor looked rather worse for wear. Her brown hair was limp and matted. Her clothes were dirty and appeared to have been slept in for a few nights. Only her piercing green eyes seemed to have any life in...

The lead singer of BioHazard Horse was screaming the lyrics of a song. Behind him, the drummer and guitarist joined in to create a chaotic mélange of noise. The nearly naked singer’s long, greasy hair was limp one minute, soaring around his head like some hairy halo the next. He looked and sounded more like a madman raving than a singer. Such was the punk scene in OldTown. My attention was focused on a Black woman dancing...

There was light snow falling around me as I raced across the lake on my Skidoo. The lake’s surface was frozen solid and covered with a few inches of snow. That made it the fastest route to town. Certainly, it was better than taking my SUV over the snowy, icy back roads of the county. As I neared my cabin, I noticed smoke rising from the wood stove’s chimney. I frowned. The fire had been out and the ashes cold when I left....

Kate Jordan looked around the room with a sigh. Barely clad bodies were everywhere; dancing, drinking, making out. Every now and then, a couple would slip away. Sometimes it was more, a trio or two couples. With a sigh, Kate made her way to the drink table and grabbed another lime soda. This kind of party was really not her thing. Still, bored and in need of something to do, she had let her roommates Nelly and Lana drag h...

"Five, four, ...," the TV audience chants. I time my thrusts into Libby's tight pussy with the countdown. At "one", the crowd roars, "Happy New Year!" and sings "Auld Lang Syne." I climax, shuddering from waves of pleasure. The orgasm passes. I slip free and roll off. Nightie in disarray, thong pulled aside, my new sex doll looks beautiful, almost real. She had appeared unexpectedly on Christmas day, a gift from a mystery...