All characters in this story who participate in any form of sexual activity are eighteen years of age and older. This is Part 1 of a 2 part series. * My ex-wife and I met by sheer chance. She was seventeen, had just graduated high school, and was on her senior class trip to New York City. Her class had spent the day at the Metropolitan Museum of Art an...
*This will be a bit of a long chapter, because there really wasn't any way of splitting it up without making it awkward. So I hope you won't mind that. As always, thank you for reading!* A grand archway greeted their arrival, and as they entered the ballroom they saw that the whole room had a white and lavender theme to it. Chandeliers with candles in the...
(c) Dean Askin writing as Aden Kains Part one – Requiem For an instant Morgan feared he had forgotten the small blue velvet-covered box. It had rested atop the bureau for almost two whole years, waiting, needing to be dusted regularly. Then he felt it bulging in the pocket of his tailored St. George slacks and his mind refocused on Faithe, within reach ac...
(For readers outside Australia, a few notes: University = College. Colleges are the residential halls attached to Universities. Mobile = Cell Phone.) In 'Mr D and the Babysitter' I set the scene for this and other stores to come. The first four stories included Rachel, a beautiful young woman who, soon after her 18th birthday, moved in with Mr D and Sarah....
Chapter 57: A New Dream The drive back was uneventful, and the rest of the day was spent to put things away, plan our agendas and come back to real life. Weeks came and went, and we had one major problem. The due diligence we had ordered when we had looked at the company in Southern Australia was full of flaws, and I assumed that fraud was involved. It too...
A tale about love, of personal relationships getting close and fading away, Of business challenges and successes And of four people deeply in love THE ENCOUNTER Chapter 1: A Felicitous Encounter "James, what are you still doing here? You have not forgotten that there is a party at my house in two hours?" I looked up from my computer screen where I...
They were the two most beautiful young men I’d ever seen. Both tall, around six feet, and slim they had the olive complexion, brooding eyes and floppy dark hair that characterises so many young French men. I’d learned they were both studying at university, English and Business Studies, they’d told me. In the summer they came back home to the village near Dea...
The two new slave girls took turns mounting the Estate master's cock as he lay on a blanket in his newly constructed pleasure garden. The rules for each young woman were simple... squat over her master's rigid staff and lower herself ever-slowly onto his waiting erection while the other girl held it up for her until the slave's pussy lips encompassed no more...
It was well after one when Philip, feeling surprisingly spry and alert, returned from his evening with Tim. As the night had progressed and the alcohol accumulated in his bloodstream, he felt a developing sympathy for the younger man. It wasn't difficult to understand his predicament; some rich guy was swooping in to dazzle his girlfriend and spirit her off...
The late morning sun was beginning to intensify in its heat as he watched his wife glide through the blue waters of the pool. Lying by the poolside the heat was more than just therapeutic. It had also acted as an enhancement to their sex drives. This was day number ten in their two week holiday in which they had enjoyed each other tremendously. Except for tw...