These stories follow the sexual adventures of a character named Steve. Women of a certain age would characterize him as a hunk, and he has a laid-back, flirty personality that many women find irresistible. He's also a heck of a nice guy. For the last year or so he's made his living as a handyman. When he first started the business it never crossed his mind t...
Living on the edge has never been my philosophy. If anything, I am a rule follower. Oh, I might stretch some rules a bit, but like a stretched rubber band I snap back to a personal reality in due course. A while back on these pages I confessed to having cheated on my loving, adorable, little miss perfect wife. The seven-year itch hit, my then secretary lure...
My wife Donna is the love of my life after eight years of marriage and having sex is always good but we had become somewhat bored with "the same old thing" in the bedroom. We wanted to keep the sexual spark alive and to please each other so after some discussion we agreed on several erotic activities that we could feel comfortable with "if we worked up to it...
© Andyhm. 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or o...
The hunter walked slowly down a trail that wound through the oak and hickory forest. He paused now and then, cradling his rifle, the barrel pointed down. In the distance could occasionally be heard the sound of rifle fire and shotguns. The autumn hunting season was at its peak. The man was in his mid-thirties, with black hair and dark features, a two-day gr...
("This story has a slow build and has more to do with the start of a relationship between two people with a lot of past baggage, than pure sex. If you're looking for a quick fix...what are doing reading novella?" Grin. "Enjoy.") For some reason I'm thinking about the summers I use to box with my cousins. The time that Mickey hit me square on and broke my n...
This story wandered a bit in the telling, and is more a collection of vignettes than a single thread. Those readers who know my Library story arc will recognise some characters in cameo roles right at the end. Their presence has a logic of sorts - it appears that I inhabit a singular universe. -- ooo OOO ooo -- Following the weekend class at Sophia's studi...
I was honored to be asked to participate in "Wine and Old Lace." I've never done historical or romance before, so this was quite a challenge. I hope I've earned another ask sometime in the future. It was just supposed to be a summer job, a way to put some money in Stevie Tanner's pocket to take to his freshman year of college in the fall. His best friend, R...
Growing up the only child of a single mother I was born with male sex organs. But ever other physical characteristic I had was female. My penis was very tiny. I had sloped shoulders, not squared. My lips were naturally larger, just like a female. I had no scrotum "sack" just a round mound under my little penis that had even smaller testicles inside. I had tr...
Cliff's phone woke him up around eight in the morning. He was pretty irritated when he heard the twinkly jingle. His ear was sore from sleeping on it. He was hungry. His memories were full of Eric's ridiculous snuggling. So, when Cliff rolled over in his bed to look at the flashing cell phone, he was answered it with a growling voice. "Cliff!" It was the vo...