We've reached the end of Cleo's tale. Thanks to everyone for their comments and support, and I hope you enjoy this latest installment. * Cleo burst into the apartment and rushed straight to her bedroom, walking straight past a surprised Erica. Erica was on her feet and following her before she even fully realized something was up. "What's wrong?" Erica sa...
I slept like a log and was pleased when I woke and looked at the alarm clock. It was 6:12 AM. I grabbed my morning woody and stroked on it a few times. I could feel a pressure on my bladder and even though I was enjoying just laying there leisurely stroking my cock, I had to abandon my woody and go to the bathroom. It was dark in the room but a dull gray daw...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are of legal age. Thank you for your comments on the storyline. I'm thankful for the praise and admire the consistency of some of the readers. They continue to click on the story and take the time to make an angry/negative comment. It kind of makes me smile that they continue to follow the storyline. I'm most gratef...
Chapter 9 Don't You Love It When A Plan Comes Together? I wasn't rich by any means, but I certainly had enough money set aside for a nice engagement ring. When Gina finally was able to discuss the situation with me, we decided to look for a ring on the weekend. We couldn't decide on a date for the wedding, but that didn't seem to be important to either of u...
Patrick Conner ran his hand across the well worn railing that surrounded the old house's wide veranda. As president of Archer and Sons, the construction and demolition company that his grandfather, Thomas Archer, had founded, the forty-three year old had an almost reverent appreciation for the care that had gone into the construction of the Victorian era str...
I looked at her like she was some alien life form as my mind digested what she'd said to me over dinner. She had waited until the fresh baked apple pie was cut and then she had hit me with it. "There is no easy way for me to do this so I'll go right at it. The kids are gone. I've been a damned good wife, mother and homemaker for the last twenty-four years....
This is a continuation of the ‘Briget’ series. It is a story about people. It would be beneficial to read the other two parts to see how the characters got here. Sometimes it may take a while to get to the actual fucking, but it’s never far away. I have urged Dennis to begin posting his stories here as well. It's all connected, one way or another. I hope yo...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California It was a typical hot afternoon dawning over L.A. while a party was underway at a luxurious mansion. Summer time was always good for social events, if money could afford it. Outside, the...
(For an introduction to the characters in this story, please read "When Three Wasn't A Crowd" in the Loving Wives category.) Our life went on after our first threesome as if it hadn't even happened. We continued to make love three or four times a week, and went to the nudist camp or nude beach once or twice a month. Denise was still willing to show her bod...
Today is Saturday and it is the 28th birthday of my very good friend and colleague, Melanie. We've arranged a surprise party for her on her best friend, Dana's farm. Mel lives around the corner from me and, seeing that we work for the same company, I offered her a regular ride to work and back, an offer which she and her husband gladly accepted. The 'arra...