(Author's Note: As always, I want to thank you for taking the time to read my story and hope you enjoy it. I know I am not the perfect writer, but if you find something that will help me improve or have good or bad comments, please, let me know. Thanks!) * Hefting Kimber up on her hip, Keni walked out to the mail box and opened it. The usual pile greeted...
"Sorry I'm late, Aaron. Christine made a low grade on her quiz and she needed a spanking." "Whoa, dude, you really spanked her?" "Yes, and she sucked me off and I fucked her. In my office. It was a little risky, I know. Won't happen again at school. I'm seeing her tomorrow." "Well, Steve, I can't say I'm surprised. Was she good?" "Oh my God! The best I h...
Sitting here thinking now, I wonder what possessed us to do what we did. Admittedly, Diane has always been a lot more adventurous than I, but I didn't think that even she would have had the audacity. Diane is my wife of only four years and the story that I'm about to relate took place while we were on a walking holiday a few weeks ago. I have to be honest a...
My wife Michelle is a high powered lawyer in our town, which is a medium sized Midwestern city. We've been married for about 22 years. About 3 years ago we were in a bit of a doldrums and I decided to spice things up by renting a room at a sex motel in the seedier side of town. The motel was one with themed rooms and Jacuzzis. To my surprise Michelle dressed...
This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental. © 2005 Warlord I moved on my knees, in slow motion, until finally only a thin shrub screened me from the tiny glade. Peering through the brush, I shrugged off the pack, still holding the cros...
This chapter is the last go-round for Lloyd and his acquaintances. Once again any resemblance to biker gangs, websites, restaurants, hospitals, or anything on Earth is strictly coincidental. Fiction here with a capital F. ***** I fill out the paperwork on Vicky as I await word on her condition. Not really sure how much I care at this point, but I was bro...
The weather was changing. The deliciously cool days of March had begun to give way to the hard heat of the wet season. Miami only had these two seasons, and there was a sadness to losing the near perfect temperatures of the dry tourist months. The upside, of course, was that he could finally return to the beach. The water was warm enough for a native Floridi...
The night air was pleasant, in contrast to the hot temperature earlier during the day, and Sally had just arrived at the alley to meet her lover. Damian was awake; it was as if he was waiting up for her. He was almost done smoking a cigarette when he heard the familiar sound of her footsteps; he quickly eyed her walking towards him. This was the signal for...
My name used to be Samantha. I don't think I have a name anymore, though. Maybe just a title, or some kind of file number used to keep track of me. I can't be sure, as my masters do not speak my language. Even if I could tell them my name, I doubt they would listen. They are very strict in their use of me, and they consider my needs very little. I have come...
**These characters are property of HBO's television show OZ, not of my own creation** ***** "So now you see my dilemma. He loves you, but I love him. Why would I want you to be free?" "If you love Toby as much I do, you'll get me free. You know he loves me more than he could ever love you." With that Catherine bristled. She could see plainly how sexy th...