Your constructive comments, emails, and critiques are welcome and appreciated. ********************** The note taped to the bathroom mirror read: Johnny, I've got nothing more to say to you, I can't see things your way and you refuse to see things my way, so I've gone to stay with my sister in California. Please don't try to contact me; I don't want to s...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONAL with the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** Since Janice's gangbang in Marcus and Ronnie's basement and the time she invited some of her friends over so that I could be their waiter for the evening, our l...
********* This is all fiction. I mention a few well known places and persons - but it's still all fiction. Not much sex in this continuation of "Change." ********* It has been three years since I came home from Afghanistan the second time. And a lot has changed in my life since I went to Afghanistan the first time. And I have changed a lot as well, in som...
Well here I go in another field. Again I would like to thank my editor jacuzzigal for the great help she gave me. Now story has three parts. I will warn you now...ALL the sex is in this one. If that's all you want, read this and then skip the next two installments. But I hope everyone enjoys the story. * "Oh and my sister is coming over in about an hou...
Nancy woke up in Barry's small bedroom. She had slept deeply, after a long night of wild sex. She took a moment to assess her situation. She was lying naked in bed on her left side. As she looked forward she could see her boyfriend Barry was still asleep with his back to her. Her left hand was at her side but her right hand was on Barry's hip. The tips of he...
This is the continuing story of a wimpy white husband whose adulterous wife has unprotected sex with a black man. If that's not your cup of tea, please don't force yourself to read it. If you do enjoy the story, please take a second to vote, and your comments and feedback are always welcome. After leaving my company Christmas party, my black boyfriend Jac...
CHAPTER 1 Five dolphins played off the bow wave of the Lady Helena and then sliced forward like torpedoes just below the surface. Sunlight glinted off the crests of the swells rolling through the Hauraki Gulf and the spray thrown by the bow waves. Idyllic, spoiled only by the thump-thump of the big marine Caterpillar down below. Something a little smelly...
Fresh out of college, with my degree in Mechanical Engineering in my hand, I felt like I had the world by the short hairs. Six months later I was working in the local gas station, pumping gas and fixing cars in the dirty two bay back room. My Dad had grinned at me and shook my hand, happy that I had graduated. Then he told me what he expected me to pay for...
I find it interesting how different people view the stories I submit. I guess it's like real life, some see the good in something while others see nothing but the negative. This particular story has produced more e-mail activity than anything I've done prior, all but two comments were positive, and even those weren't nasty. They simply didn't see the story i...
William Mallory had been in more airports than he could count, but this was his first time in a train station. If it had been any other time of the year, the place would likely have been far less crowded than your typical airport concourse, but this close to Christmas it was well packed with holiday travelers. "Excuse me..." he said, narrowly avoiding a fe...