This is the third part of a multi-part story. The first five parts are the initial book. I am adding parts as things develop with these characters. This part begins the day after part 2 ends. There is zero sex in this part, which deals with a mother's struggle to accept her daughter. Kathleen Nelson: A Mother's Struggle Sunday, 1 p.m. Early on the afterno...
__ Warning: A few things in this story might offend some people. Things like male-bashing, intolerance to non-smart people, stereotyping. But considering the perverted sexual things you’re here for, I don’t think it will be too big of an issue. No sex in this chapter. Mount Olympus, 2021, Throne room _“_Athena Darling, can you pass over one-eighth of that wa...
I had heard lots about Margie, and I knew her visit would be fun, but I would never have dreamed for the fun it turned out to be. Margie is my husbands' niece, and she came to stay with us for a week last summer. At the age of 22, she is slender, supple, and built like a porn model. I was very surprised to see how pretty she was when she walked off the p...
Janelle woke early, Kelsey still sleeping peacefully next to her. She managed to slip out from underneath her young lover without waking her. Her thoughts tormented her about what she'd done the night before. She contemplated taking a shower; instead got her gym clothes on then headed downstairs. She tiptoed past Jordan's room, not pausing to check since she...
"My god! You horrible, slutty bitch! What are you doing with that girl?" Ted shouted. I had been sleeping, and was startled awake to hear him yelling these terrible things, then opened my eyes to see him standing at the foot of our bed, with an extremely angry expression on his face. I briefly noticed movement in the hall outside the bedroom, but my attent...
and so it began… "Aaaaaah, oh God, oh, oh………my voice screamed into the dark of my bedroom, my breathing and gasps coming in quick, hard, rhythmic pulses. Slowly, making the moment last as long as I could, my fingers withdrew from between my legs, my juices glistening on them in the dim light sneaking through my closed blinds and...
A drop of sweat on my cheek briefly soothes but is quickly chased away but the heat of my flesh. Up on your hands, I'm fascinated with another droplet as it courses down your neck and drifts ever slower onto the swell of your breast before resting, pooling at the tip of your nipple. It pearls and stretches as if clinging, reluctant to leave the apex of its s...
This short story is a follow on from Krissy's Holiday in the Far East, so read that first if you want the full picture. It is always intriguing what happens after a brief fling, though we so rarely get to find out. I thought a juicy follow up was well deserved. A couple of months after Krissy's return from Bangkok, a letter arrived for her. This was a rarit...
It was a Saturday, the first of our two wonderful leisurely days, without the pressure of work, timetables, traffic jams, telephone calls. We had got up late, after making that wonderful soft love that only seems possible when waking, when the body and the senses are lulled and relaxed, the senses heightened to experience the slightest touch. After breakfa...
Vicki's response to the fact that I had bedded my nineteen year-old next-door neighbor? Turned on...... We were at her place, laying across her wrecked bed, basking in the afterglow of mind-blowing sex. She casually mentioned seeing a younger chick on the light-rail commute into work that sorta' turned her on. "I don't know," Vicki said casually, "there w...