I got out of the shower and put on khakis and my faded business school t-shirt and my memory foam slippers. The predawn March air was crisp and the water was starting to boil. I made a pot of french press and walked down to the deck. I set the coffee and mug on the table and put my Camel Wides on my Bible. I sat down and poured a cup of coffee and took a...
I'd recommend reading Chapter One to get to know these folks before proceeding on; not a requirement, just a suggestion. This Chapter contains equal parts of reality and fiction; as always the incriminating parts disguised as they should be. As always, I welcome constructive criticism, understanding that no written product is ever perfect, and that improve...
***This one's not long, but it sets the stage for Chapter 4. ------------ In her kitchen, Kate was doing her best to get the stubborn grease off her hands with a rag. "This stuff is almost as bad as molybdenum grease," she said, "We'll never get it off before next week. Whenever you think that you've gotten it all, there's always more." She was reaching...
ALL CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS. Robin Rizzo stood beneath the porte-cochere at the entrance of the Long Island Convention Centre. She pulled her handbag close to her side, gripped her briefcase firmly, studied the sky, then lifted her wrist and checked the time. Five o'clock. The forecast called for no rain and she left her raincoat and umbrella at home in Val...
Do not read this if you are not at least 18 years old. Feedback appreciated. The day was Valentine's day and I was reminded of this as Jane gifted me a wet, slurpy, wake up blow job on my early morning erection. Jane's expert and much practiced cock sucking skills eventually rewarded her with a fine load of cum and me with ever welcome sensations of effor...
As a lover of the beach, I always look forward to our summer vacation in South Carolina. We started going to Sullivan's Island several years after we were married, mostly because we wanted to go to a residential beach but also because we wanted to tour Charleston. Hayley and I went about every other year, rationing our vacation time between pleasure and fami...
Asch awakened just before dawn to the smell of restaurant food and the feel of a hand in his groin and a generous breast against his cheek. It was Octavia. "Hey, big boy. I got off work early and figured I owed you those buttons, so I took 'em off. I see you seem to like it," she said as his privates weren't wasting any time becoming engorged. "We're both...
On the way she engaged in a self examination. It was one of her ways. She'd cultivated a kind of honesty with herself that she was very strict about. She wanted to have one of those sessions now and talk to herself about what was happening with Rafael. "Okay, girl," she said out loud---her way. "Are you being silly? Stupid? A bit crazy? How does it feel?"...
This is the first in a series of true stories of sexual adventures I've had over the last sixteen years travelling to the real Cuba, not the all-inclusive, tourist Cuba. Each episode will have first some information about the hookup culture which is so unique in Cuba followed by a hot session with a sexy Cuban girl or woman. If you want to jump to the sex, g...
Copyright 2014 by PostScriptor, All Rights Reserved Jason cautiously walked up to the unadorned dark gray building where he had been instructed to meet his contact. He'd only received word of the possible rendezvous that very afternoon, and he had to hurry just to arrive on time. Jason was in his late twenties, still a young man, strong and able, and ski...