David Pennington was a retired police officer with a cranky temperament. He had spent 20 years as a Cop before his divorce. After the divorce he decided it was time to start living the dream and taking a corporate security job for a real salary. He took the job for a hotel chain and moved from Atlanta to Miami, where his only son David Jr. (Davey) attended...
I awoke around 4:45 on my belly, my red panties a little twisted and crusted with dried cum. I could feel Big Daddy's deposit oozing down my taint and hardening in the panties. I could not believe, this was not some kind of twisted dream but my stretched leaking asshole took away all doubt. Twelve hours ago, I was kissing my beautiful wife and leaving for an...
This is the second part of If You Could Do It Again. Thanks for reading and please vote and comment!! I'd like to thanks Julri and Nomoretears for their help and technically savvy! * The alarm clock on his bedside table shrieked with it's insistent noise. Paul opened his eyes and saw the familiar surroundings of his bedroom. He was back in two thousand an...
PREFACE: The following is, in the most part, based on a true story of how a young man was changed from an innocent youth into a cock-loving slut in one of the most dreaded prisons at that time. Those readers who have been an inmate in the old prison at Raiford, Florida might possibly identify with some of the characters in this story and will easily agree ho...
August 27, 1944 Paul jerked and shuddered at the sound of the salvo of gunfire that penetrated through to his cell from across the courtyard. He looked around the small cell. Stone floor, walls, and ceiling. a cot suspended down from chains on the wall at one side. A drain in the corner with a chamber pot next to it. The Ritz it was not. This was anything...
**Tom** I didn't want to admit that Sandra had done me any favors by interrupting Gabe and I on the couch, but really she had. If she hadn't charged in, I don't think we would have stopped until we were both naked and sated. And while I would have cheered for that kind of release, I don't think I was ready for the fallout that comes with impulsive actions....
Chapter One To have an idyllic childhood in a small Texas town, all you have to is love God, love guns, and hate gays. Loving God was easy. I was raised in the Church, I didn't know any other way. Loving guns was hard. I didn't like loud noises. And, I couldn't kill anything. If I had given it any thought, I'd have been a vegetarian. But, I bit the bullet...
I examined myself in the mirror one last time before I left my apartment. My brown hair was tied in a low pony tail and my outfit was casual, but calculated. The colors served as a good contrast to my pale skin and brought out my green eyes. I took care to stay in shape, and my appearance was something I was confident about. It was something I knew I had goi...
[This part follows on directly from "David begins Graduate Study," which should be read first.] Chapter 11 Jon Celebrating David's first publication The Candlemas term progressed. David, on the basis mainly of his undergraduate work, saw his name on his first scientific publication. It was shared of course with three other coworkers. He seemed excessi...
Author's Note: With apologies for the delay, there will not be that long a gap again and to confirm, I know some readers think that this story has "dragged on", but the intention behind this story is to look at a relationship that evolves and changes over many years! Thank you for all your comments. == From Sebastian's POV == Rory stepped into my car as...