The funeral procession which awaited Dan's return was nothing short of marvelous. The local VFW had arranged the whole thing. It was a surprise to see all the people who lined the streets to show their respects until his funeral ceremony at the high school gymnasium. Sheriff squad cars led the procession and our two ladder trucks held a huge American flag be...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18 WITH IDENTITIES DISGUISED; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE] [I just wanted to help young, nubile women, shunned by their boyfriends.] 'WOW' stood for Women's Oasis in Wizzling [Texas.] It was my brainchild all the way. It was a home for 'wayward' women; those who had 'wandered off the path', had sex, and go...
(Please read Chapter 1 if you haven't already. This multi-chapter story could be listed in several different groups. It contains group sex, bisexual and gay contact, incest, BDSM and other fetishes. If this offends you, please stop now. If it doesn't, I hope you enjoy.) The sweat started as soon as Suzanne left the shower and tried to dry off. By the tim...
It was a holiday that Sarah would always remember. She had celebrated her graduation from university with a trip to Europe. Initially she was planning to only to a short trip, sightseeing in England and shopping in Paris followed by some sun and sea in the French Riviera. Sarah soon found some cheap rail tickets and airfares and headed east. She explored Ber...
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Let me tell you about my boyfriend Mark. If I asked you to guess his age, I'll bet you'd say late thirties, just like everyone else does. Well, you wouldn't even be close – Mark turned sixty this year. There's not a trace of flab or wrinkle on his splediferous physique nor a grey hair anywhere, although that might be more about the fact that he shaves everyt...
Prologue Janet Abbot was my first lover. She was, and is, my biggest fan and cheerleader as well. She was at my high school and college graduations. She was at my wedding. Nearly forty years have passed since I began my relationship with her and we still talk frequently. She is in her seventies and her health is slipping, but she’s still cheerful and fun. I...
Gorgeously melodious and sublimely relaxing, Bach's violin concertos flowed through the loft's high-tech speakers. Fully engaged in the meal she was preparing, Janeda slid the casserole dish into the stove, then set the timer for forty-five minutes. No sooner had she closed the oven, did a strong and manly arm envelop her waist. Recognizing her husband's sce...
Consider the scene Elaine stands at the door with a small bag of various things. I smell salt and vinegar chips, beef jerky and the aforementioned condoms. Mostly those because the chemical latex smell is somehow mocking my lack of foresight. Goddamn these hormones and Stephen's body. That sexy, sexy body. Elaine smells slightly anxious and something close...
Second full day in Paris. The previous days had been remarkable as Eglė had her first public barefoot walk of her life. That day will forever be impressed in our memories, but for our second day in Paris I had a more difficult task planned for her. The touristy bits for the day were more or less defined; the weather was still good despite the season, but w...