If you have not read chapter 1, I suggest you do so before reading chapter 2. If you like this story, and would like to see it continued, please leave a comment and vote. ***** The sun had begun to set in the western sky at the Jackson estate. The sweltering heat began to abate and a cooling breeze flowed in from the northwest. Off in the distance, the cal...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. Recently, BlackRandl1958 announced that a collection of authors would be presenting stories in the genre of mysteries. What a challenging genre! I l...
A couple years back: Normally, the girls would never have been friends. They were all too different. It was only by all being new to the school and to the town on the same day that they shared a bond. Even as they found friends closer in tastes they still remained close, almost a clique made up of members of other high school groupings. There was a bookworm...
Josh Richards was ready to attend college at Texas A&M next fall. He lived in a small town in northern Alabama. He had his own business and his own money, which would pay for part of his tuition to college. He started a lawn care business when he was twelve. By the time he was eighteen, he had his own used pickup truck and a 14 ft. trailer for lawn mowers, t...
Me and my neighbor's wife played a little game of 'show me yours, I'll show you mine' for about two months before she let me bang her sweet pussy. For me this was one hell of a lucky situation, taking all factors into consideration; the chief of which being I am a sixty three year old retired black man and she a pretty early thirties buxom Asian (Indian) wom...
My name is Melinda Tran thi Mei-Ling. Although I was a student of literature at the university in my native Vietnam, I have never tried my hand at writing a story. Please be patient with this my first effort at writing. Why am I setting down this chapter of the Mellow Yellow series and not my husband Paul? The reason is that what I am about to tell you is to...
That week, Maria and Dick enjoyed their honeymoon by lazing in the haystack, making love as often as they liked, and exploring the area. Dick admitted he had never dared ramble on the moors, his mother's tales of people drowning and disappearing had scared him so badly he never tried, except when Dennis accompanied him so Dick could go fishing. But now Maria...
Kara and I walked side-by-side down the long stone stairs away from the Court House. We and done the same thing for quite a few weekdays; she had been staying with me in my big five bedroom house for two months since David's bail was revoked for drugs and alcohol. His big, young, strong body did not swagger as much when the judge handed down seven and a half...
Thank you, everyone who is reading this series for taking time out of your day to read something I wrote. I am awed, and appreciative of you and your support. I am now presenting Chapter 8; I hope you enjoy it. There are two more chapters left. Chapter Nine is almost done. I'm excited to see where it takes me. Again, thank you for reading. Gianni called...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: A big high-five to my editor, 'The One That Shall Not Be Named.' But it's Scooter. -------------------- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE Before I realized it, Frannie had me against the wall and slapped me across the face so hard my head jerked away sharply. "Get a hold of yourself!" she told me harshly. "There's no need for you to speak like that."...