Part 27: Ron throws Joe a birthday party orgy. This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing, incest, and group sex. If you don't ap...
First Game It wasn't just black pride that made Greg keep his dick out in public, but a hatred of baseball--hand and cock, the fuck-you metaphor for the sport. Besides all of that, it was a beautiful day--sunny and too hot, one joyful setup anywhere else outside of the stadium. But inside, America's favorite pastime made the air feel as boiling as much as...
A couple notes before we begin: If you're new to the series (or just don't have a long-term eidetic memory and can't remember what you read 8+ years ago), I'd suggest starting from the beginning, because this is very much a story that won't make a ton of sense if you don't. At the very least, start with Chapter 12. There's a pretty good recap of everything t...
Chapter 3 Trust me, Feed me, Fuck me I went downstairs just as Tina was pouring out my vodka martini. Her rum and pineapple was already fixed and waiting. I stood behind her and reached both arms around, allowing my left hand to dabble with her breast as I picked the olives out of my martini and popped them in my mouth. She took a deep breath and leaned he...
Two hours later the Tea Rooms was back in business. The atmosphere was heavy with the stink of bleach water and everything shone like a new pin. Patrick O'Hare was busy ushering his guests back to their tables, the referee had the rugby game ready to restart and a new string of riders had formed to continue the Tour d'Orgasme. "Quite the intermission wouldn...
We'd had sex in my kitchen, which I had just carefully cleaned the day before. I had been inhaling the scent of bleach on my counter, while he fucked me from behind, pounding into me. Now he had found a clean dishtowel, was running it under the warm water, wiping us both up. "You know more Spanish than I thought," he finally remarked. "Yeah. And you calle...
Note: Trying something new that's been in my head for a while. I am still working on Ch. 4 and two other projects I hope to have thru the summer. Tell me what you think. I would love feedback to improve my writing skills. Enjoy. ONLY FOR ONE NIGHT Penelope Matthias sits in her office reading documents that has been placed in front of her all day or left in...
My Roaring 20's adventures when my number 2 bestever lover names me Prudence Tell me more about Prudence the Tour Guide ... as I love your stories, Rocket Man texts. Sparkling Red responds ... When I was a tour guide l was 26, 27 - doing mostly camping ⛺ tours over to Western Australia up to Darwin to Alice Springs back to Melbourne in a coach for 40 pax a...
The mountain peaks were turning red as dawn approached. Rocky Jones let his attention drift as the first batter of the 28th inning stepped into the box, gazing at the ribbon high above the stadium. "We've been playing all fucking night," he said to himself, then focused on the action, thumping his glove as the pitch came in. Rocky had gotten in midday befor...
Mary Catherine McMillian sat in owner's box in the eighth inning of the Sixth Game. Her boys fought hard during this championship series; they won the first two games at home, lost three on the road, and now they were poised to claim the Sixth Game at home. If they made it to Game Seven, anything could happen. But they were three outs away, after her team fi...