Son-in-law and wife in horny mixup with father in 1919 Montana. I can tell this now. After all these years, I'm past worrying about rocks thrown through the windows by outraged neighbors. Most everybody who knew us then is pushing up daisies. In 1919, Missoula was a beautiful place, an outpost of civilization in the huge wilderness of Montana. The wild wes...
I just stood there as Jon kissed me with no real reaction and he sucked on my lips like a vaccum. He didn't invade my mouth because he knew better. He just worked on my lips for a good 30 seconds before finally pulling off. "God you're so fucking cute Jason. I'm sorry if I stepped over the line but I just couldn't help myself after not seeing you in person...
Another chapter has begun but there is a twist. Tell me what you guys think but don't forget to vote as well. Enjoy... ****** 5 years later Marcos entered the house, a new house which they had bought over four years ago and he was sweating like a man in a race. His whole body felt warm and he was breathing so fast. He quickly sat on the couch trying to ca...
"Do you believe in ghosts?" It was not the sort of question my wife normally asked. I'm the romantic type. She's a numbers person, a bean counter. "I don't know. Why do you ask?" "Well, we're hiking up to a ghost town, aren't we?" "It's not that sort of ghost town" "It was a thriving village once." A voice broke in behind us. One of the guys walking alon...
It was a quiet, respectable bar where nothing much ever seemed to happen. That was just the way John liked it, particularly on days like these when he'd had a bellyful of hassle at work and just wanted to have a few glasses of wine before heading for home to watch a film. The background music was a bit cheesy for his tastes, but that was what you got in a p...
Standing there with one foot in the leg of my cutoff jeans, staring at Marne up on the staircase, I was both frightened and befuddled. Scrambling to get the shorts pulled on, I ended up with both feet in one leg and stumbled backward onto the pull-out couch. I grabbed for a sheet to cover myself and heard Marne chuckle. "Hello, slacker," she said. "How's...
He kept going on about how hard-up he was. How he hadn't had his cock up an arse for however long it was and how his balls were so blue that a fart would get him off. Me and Biggsy kept laughing at how desperate he was acting but I kind of felt sorry for him in a stupid sort of way. Smithy's the only bender we know in our dead-end little town, and it can't...
Hey everyone and welcome to the main story! I want to thank everyone who's had the patience to stick with the prologue. I promise you that it was vital part of the story and that I felt this main part would not work alone. While I do have the main points and events planned in its entirety, I haven't decided how long it will actually be chapter wise. I don't...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones to come before...
Hey everyone. Thank you so much for all the comments on my last chapter. I love reading your stipulations, and hearing your thoughts-even if they're not necessarily kind. Some of you do have problems reading this sort of thing, as it does have a good amount of abuse in it. As such, I will warn you, the abuse/degradation/torture in this chapter is pretty he...