(My thanks go to Linda62953. She did a great job of finding my mistakes and pointed out the errors in the story line that I missed.) I've worked it out you know. What it is when the stars are perfectly aligned; it simply means that the cosmos want front row seats, so it can watch one of those perfect storm moments. You know, when everything is set in such...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. Please do not redistribute or reuse this story without the author's permission. "Got S.M.I...
You ask me to describe Jewels? Well, Julie Holmshire is 5' 5" tall and weighs about 120 lbs., but don't tell her I told you that. She has long black hair that reaches almost to her waist. She has a nice figure with a small waist and breasts on the small side of medium. Her feet are. . . . But I'm really not describing Jewels am I. I'm just telling you about...
This is the freestanding part five in a six part series. Resume: John, a smallish but very well endowed virgin young man, has a temporary job at a farm picking strawberries. He and five women stay in an old barrack where the sleeping cubicles are small and without doors. The girls tease him by wearing skimpy clothing or none at all when passing his door way...
The sweet, suffocating embrace of nostalgia didn't really hit Alex until he left the highway behind and eased onto the old dirt road. Nothing about Dallas, Texas, triggered any memories in him—his foster parents had rarely taken him or his current sibs to the big city, even though it was less than half-an-hour from their rural route—but this dirt road had ca...
Sally and I were still sound asleep in the morning when the phone rang. I reached over and picked it up. I answered, "Hello!" "It's me, Jeb, Mr. Murphy. Are we gonna work today?" "Good morning Jeb. No we are not working this morning. Are you at home if I need you for something?" "Yes Sir, I'm not plannin' on goin' anywhere." "Good, stay home until four a...
On a sunny morning in May, he held the tray for Charlotte as she slipped in beside him. "Good morning, lover." She kissed him lightly and he gave her bare and inviting boob a quick caress. From the front of the apartment came a call, "Hello?" He answered, "In the back." She appeared at the doorway, glimpsing naked Charlotte only partly beneath the sheet....
I'm posting this in the Novels and Novellas category, largely because it's scope is a little large and odd due to the relationships which are in it. Also, the sex scenes in it occur a little sporadically and they can vary in a few ways, such as in their depth as well as their nature. Translation: I didn't really know where else to put it. As far as the reg...
CHAPTER 1 Conrad Pearson, disgraced son of a couple who ran a rural highway maintenance business 300 miles to the south, arrived at Penney's Crossing off a feeder flight on a cold frosty morning to begin his new job at assistant chief accountant at Kline and French. The wiry 28-year old, with bleached curly blond hair, been thrown out of the family busines...