It was a warm Tuesday morning in September 1881 when Jared Brewster pulled in the reins to stop the buckboard. He was neither young nor old, neither tall nor short; but he was a man to be reckoned with. Lean and solid, iron hard body, calloused hands, face creased and burnt from long days on the range, a good shot with a rifle or pistol. Beside him was his w...
Mr. Lazarus met me outside after a few minutes, a cigarette I knew he wasn't planning on smoking dangling from his fingertips. This was a trick he'd pulled a few times before - claiming to go out for a smoke just to drag me into a spare office or bathroom. Frankly, I didn't even know if he actually smoked or if he just used it as an excuse to duck out of soc...
Bethany Platt woke as the first sunlight peeked through the blinds of the flat. She had enjoyed a night of unbelievable lesbian sex with a girl from Yorkshire called Belle and her new lesbian lover, Lucy, the highflying London lawyer. After Belle and Bethany had put on a sex show for Lucy, the lawyer had joined in for a mind blowing threesome. The three had...
*Thank you all for viewing! I had a great time with Ch. 02 and Ch. 03 is in the works now. This is my first time writing so any helpful comments are more than welcome! This story is based purely on fiction. I hope you all enjoy it! Thanks, -Hunter* ***** The bar was crowded with tourist from all over the world and the sound of music danced in their ears...
Part I Kathleen waited on the edge of the dock. Her long, pale yellow sun dress danced around her legs as the breeze played its early summer game. The sun was making its way towards the west. There were many hours of sunlight left. She had never been here before. It was a quiet marina with about 30 boats of all shapes and sizes. One man, a boy really, was...
We crashed through the front door of Kym's house, slamming the door behind us. I pinned Kym to the door by her hands and we kissed deeply for a moment until I moved to kiss her neck. I started to the right of her neck, kissing around to the left, nibbling on her ear when I got there. I kissed Kym passionately again as I continued to pin her to the door. Ou...
Note: This story does not contain graphic sex. * You can call me Stella. It is not my real name, but I use it professionally. You see I run a successful small business that matches secure, older women with younger men. It all happened quite by accident. At forty-five, I had climbed the Wall Street ladder; stepping on many men and women on my way up. But th...
I don't know what attracted me to 'cowboy'? Maybe because he was a straight shooting to the point person, with a gentle manner, plus the fact he actually dressed and acted like a cowboy. After our first sexual encounter, we talked by phone many times, about everything from the wild-west, sexual experiences, and fantasies. I felt comfortable with him, and whe...
She's coming today. I've thought about nothing else since she emailed to tell me she was back from Australia, and that it was time to put our plan into action. We've spent so long planning this, to the last detail, and I've thought about almost nothing else for weeks. I hope she hasn't either. Today, I've found it almost impossible to work; my mind slips t...
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