Chapter 1 "Mmm. That feels nice," Riley whispered as he pushed hard against her. "Are you sure you're okay with this? I don't want you telling me this was a mistake again tomorrow." "We just can't go any further, okay?" Colton Bradley stopped dry humping her and Riley asked, "What's wrong? That felt really good. You don't have to stop." "Riley? I don't...
About a year ago, my wife Rosemary and I went out with two of our friends to see a stand up comedian, an awesome local guy named Dick Edmonds. He's crude and sexist as hell, each joke topping the last, and during the show I looked over to Rosemary expecting her to give me the signal to leave, but she was actually laughing. I should say now that Rosemary is...
Authors Note: Due to the timing of the completion of this series, this chapter has not, as yet, been through the careful hands of my wonderful proof-reader and friend AisieLynn. I will endeavour to replace it as she has time to work on it for me. I hope you will forgive my eagerness to bring you the conclusion to this long running series and bear with the fe...
Again, I suggest reading the first two chapters before beginning this one. Also, I want to emphasize that if you are expecting a story with non-stop sex, then you will be disappointed. Jessie & the Tornado, Ch. 3 In March, I began doing some work on the outside. There were three very large flower beds in the front yard that had become completely overgr...
If you haven't read East Meets West, Part 1, then I suggest you read it now, otherwise this story will make no sense to you. I would also like to add that I don't write sex stories . . . I write stories that have sex in them. Hopefully, the sex enhances the story, but is not the primary reason the story was written. Sex between consenting adults who love eac...
Julie Banderas and the Newlyweds Julie Banderas went to the five star hotel and spoke to her friend Mary who was in charge of all of the housekeepers and asked her if she could assist her in her fantasy. She told Mary her entire story and Mary told Julie she would do her best to help her. The two of them went up to the bridal suite and set up, with the he...
With apologies to Dickens. The story is rather long but it had to be published together. For those people who prefer shorter stories, I have split it up into six bite-size chunk parts that can be read (and enjoyed, I hope) separately. Any constructive criticism, positive or negative, is really appreciated. Votes are nice too. – o – O – o – Love is like th...
I anticipate there may be readers who will ask that this story be "finished" or that they be permitted to finish it themselves. Just now, I have no idea how to satisfactorily proceed with it myself as I think I have made my point as it is (although the readers may think otherwise.) It may well be that I never do "finish" it, but, just in case, I have added,...
All people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ***** Razor sharp knife through sweet white onion. A crisp, snick of a sound, over and over until the pieces are swept into hot olive oil and an aromatic sizzle fills the warm humid air. Margo gives the pan a quick flick with her wrist to toss the pieces, and lets the gas flame do its t...
Not again, I thought when I walked in the room. I knew Peter and Sabrina were crazy about each other, but this was crossing the line. "Hey, you two. Mind clearing out? The new boss'll be here this afternoon," I said. Peter, chagrinned, pulled away from the figure pushed up against the wall. We kept things informal at Beachside Inc., but this was the third...