Prologue: This story is a continuation of my story, "Liam's First Massage". Please read it before reading this story. These stories are fiction but incorporate true personal experiences. Thanks! Driving to Betty's office, feeling dampness between her legs, Jean was thinking, "What if Liam had been completely naked when I gave him that massage, such a large...
Authors note: This is another chapter of a novel which chronicles the life and adventures of the main character, Liam. All other names are fictitious. This is mainly a life story with some erotica included so if you're looking for wall to wall sex this isn't for you. Hope you enjoy reading it. * Since I was going to be away for the weekend, Aunt Betty took...
In a few instances Spanish phrases appear to add drama to the story. Incorporated into the story, as part of the dialog, are simple translations to help the reader understand. ******** "What do you mean you plan to use MY house?" Howard's voice challenged Santos. "Ah, I am to meet my associates. I like the use of this house. I would let you think, perhaps...
"Black Kink, there's an App for that," Stevenson Fils-Aime said aloud, stroking his goateed chin. The big and tall, dark-skinned young Haitian man lay in bed, in the basement of his aunt Mabel's townhouse in the City of Orleans, Ontario. With his aunt visiting old friends in the City of Montreal, Quebec, the brother had the place to himself. What's a brother...
Please read Aunt Jo's Dirty Secret Chapters 1 to 4 to get the history of this story, especially Chapter 3. *** Jack arrived at Jean's Practice just before twelve; he was shown into one of the Dental operating rooms. Jack sat in the chair. Then Jean entered the room. Jack stood up and smiled as he shook Jean's hand. Jean said, "This is the first time sinc...
In general, I hope that every Montauk story can stand alone and complete. This breaks that mold, but should hopefully still be enjoyable to new readers. It's intended as a way to say thank you to the people who have been kind enough to stick with the series. Your reading, comments and emails are appreciated. There shouldn't be too much in here that is head-s...
Prologue Darla Padgett cried as she thought about all that pain that she had been through, and to her, as a shooting star went across the sky she whispered to herself, "even the stars were passing judgment on me." In the cemetery, near Eddie's grave, and hours before the train to Montreal was scheduled to leave and take her away forever, young Darla lay in...
My thanks go to Techscan and LadyCibelle for their kind assistance with the editing of this story and correcting the usual clangers that keep my critics so happily amused. But I'm sure you'll find something you don't like in the story somewhere. Foreword: I know that some people will say that the hero in this story is manipulated by at least one of the oth...
First all sexual activity is between adults. Second Thanks to Whordinary Girl who's editorial skills helps bring this story to life. Third thanks to all who have commented or posted your feedback is appreciated. ***** Early morning light bathed the room. As usual, my back was to it. However, unlike most mornings, I woke to the warm feeling of being press...
It was no more than two weeks after my eighteenth birthday that my mother asked me to give Aunt Jean a hand in moving house. She was not my real Aunt but a close family friend and I'd been told to call her Aunt Jean ever since I can remember. Jean's husband had left for the new house already as much work was needed to be done before they could move in. He wa...