Author's note: This is the 3rd sequel to my original story, Willing Slaves. For those who don't like to read multi-part tales, it's not absolutely necessary to read the others, though I'd certainly love it if you did. All the stories are self-contained, but for those who want to know what came before, start with Willing Slaves, then go on to the sequels writ...
Pete stood on the porch, wondering 'which way to go'. When he caught himself thinking exactly those words, a sardonic smile forced itself onto his face. "That's sure the question, which way to go," he thought. "'Tis better to face the slings and arrows of outrageous fate, or divorce?" Thinking the Bard wouldn't have been too interested in his little dilemma...
I leaned to my right and gently sucked on the luscious nipple being offered to me by my new lover. The stiffened teat mounted on a puffy tan aureola atop an ample breast was one of the most delectable morsels that I had ever tasted. It had me totally aroused. It was the first time for me to make love to this lovely woman and I was completely under her spell....
At eight sharp, with an orchid in her hair, Kate was stunning when she walked out of the salon spa door directly towards me. Her hair was immaculate. Her completion was radiant. She had the looks of a movie star with a calm confident attitude, wearing a soft black top with subtle yet dramatic embroidered lace, swooping down her shoulder, softly caressing an...
I think The Kingston Trio said it first. But then Frank Sinatra said it more eloquently. It was Frank who moved it from the major key to the minor key. Brilliant. 'When I was twenty one, it was a very good year. A very good year for city girls who lived up the stairs.' And, yes, not only did the city girls live up the stairs, but - as Frank observed - the...
Disclaimer: All apps and user names are fictional. ************ Saturday the 18th. Saturday the fucking 18th. Fucking Saturday the fucking 18th day of the fucking month. Eva Lounge in Atlantic City. A 22 year old pornstar had invited me to Atlantic City in two weeks. I could barely get by the rest of the day. After jerking off three times to the pi...
Most of my readers know that I choose sexual quality over quantity, but new readers of my tales should realize that it does take a bit to get to the juice of the story. Thanks for reading and please feel free to comment. * The water was piping hot, near the point of scalding, straddling that finite line between pain and relaxation. I carefully lowered myse...
Tiffany was a former administrative assistant at my office who worked for us for a short while before leaving to take a teaching job that she had been looking, for in the mean time. She was offered and accepted a job teaching 4th graders. Teaching was her true calling which matched her sweet, kind, loving personality. Her beauty was just as sweet as her pers...
Copyright© 2007 by Stultus Synopsis: A kind hearted rancher discovers that his unfaithful wife and her biker lovers have tried to poison him and he turns the tables on them unexpectedly, and finds new love in a quite different pasture. Technically not really a Lovett County story, but features characters that will appear there later. No overt sex. Sex cont...
Chapter 6 The ride to his condo was silent, but the atmosphere was full with our thoughts. My mind was racing with uncertainty about taking my heart into this dangerous territory and my judgment couldn't be trusted. I was stepping out of the cheating arms of my ex into the arms of a guy who fucks with women for sport. Still, at that moment, I needed him lik...