"Cassie spends the summer in a lakeside cabin and helps Lake Ossipee live up to its name."
Friday, June 14, 1968Dear Mamó,Well, I’m finally here! I went through an entire thermos of coffee on the drive up but I made it safe and sound around 9 o’clock last night. I had to pee so bad! I didn’t...
"Why is the next junction never close enough?"
"Don't stop me now, 'cause I'm having a good time..." The classic Queen song rang out from the car speakers, "I'm gonna go, go, go, there's no stopping me..."Jess threw the handbrake back with an annoyed sigh as clearly the...
"Joan's Lust For This Black Stud Is Still To Be Satisfied."
Joan woke up early in the morning, with a black cock resting in her mouth, her mind quickly remembering yesterday's romantic evening with a special guest. Joan remembered how Jim had seduced her, right in front of her husband, in...
"An evening at the theater - an adventure in the men's room."
The next day was Friday. I was a little tired all day, but after work I took the time to eat some supper before I changed and dutifully went out in search of piss. Drinking all that piss on an...
"A bathroom encounter changes my mind about exploring this strange new fetish."
Over the following days I thought about Maria a lot. I couldn’t stop the feelings of longing she had spurred in me. Maybe it was because she was the first woman I’d had sex with in over two years, even...
"It was so nice to see Lisa again, after all this time"
It had been about four years since Lisa and I had gone cycling together. A few very eventful rides they were, too. I'd always managed to be behind her, watching her curvy ass smother that seat. If someone can be...
"A medical disability leads to perversion. A silver lining?"
You might find it shocking, but I like what I’ve become. I can hardly believe it myself, and it never would have happened if not for some random circumstances.Maria was one of the nurses assigned to me when I was...
"Daphne's husband makes a filthy request in order to help clear his conscience."
Warren and I ate dinner in strained silence, for I'd given up on trying to make conversation. My husband was far more interested in refilling his glass of Cabernet than he was in talking to me. His expression was dour,...
