It had really been weeks, but it seemed like years ago I stood in a suburban backyard watching fireworks clinking champagne glasses together and hugging everyone present wishing everyone a Happy New Year. "Charli, 2020 is going to be your year, I know it!" I could still hear my best friend Maddi telling me this as we hugged on the warm January morning as h...
Hey Folks. This one took a while. After "Sparty Party" I had a lot of things to do for my classes and a few for my gorgeous wife. This was originally meant as a Halloween story, but I think it's okay any way. Thanks for Barney -R doing his usual editing wizardry. Thanks also to all of the wolverine fans and Spartan fans who realized that "Sparty Party" was t...
It was a scene out of a bad movie, really. A really bad movie, not just your average bad movie. Like those "Lethal Weapon" massacres, the type of movie where bodies just get stacked up, and the death of people does not mean a damn thing. The type of movie that involves car chases and such, shoot outs on highways and byways, the kind of movie that she always...
Chiquita and Aaron are in the forest, looking at the sky. They are lying on the ground, staring at the moon and the stars. They secretly love each other. They've always lived like best friends, sometimes enemies, but mainly friends. They never told each other how they really felt about each other. They are left stranded on this island since they were eight y...
This story is part 2 in a series about an ex-girlfriends return to my life. For the introductory piece, like here. * Like I said earlier in my first story 'Humiliated by a slut (and loved it)' I run my own business which allows me lots of freedom with my schedule. My business is a small gym that I built downtown about ten minutes drive from my home. I was...
I love my wife. We're a bit of an unconventional couple but a matched pair for sure. I'm a rather slight guy, 5-7 tall and all of 140 pounds, Erin is 5-8 tall and a voluptuous 37DD blonde of 175 pounds. She is soft and curvy in all the best places and not really powerful while I'm a racecar driver and strong for my size so I can give Erin the butt lift hug a...
"Fuck!" My right ankle twisted on the loose rock, shooting pain straight to my brain. I regained my balance and looked down in disgust; not 15 minutes into the hike and I manage to re-twist my already weak right ankle. There was nothing else to do but limp back to the car and drive home to spend the day icing with my leg up. So much for a day of solitude, sc...
"Take your silver spoon...dig your grave," one of the most prophetic lyrics ever spoken rolled from Stevie Nicks' lips and out the speakers of Leslie Carmen's portable stereo as she piddled around her kitchen listening to the oldies station one hot, June Saturday afternoon. Considering the amount of money her Husband, Lyle, had literally inhaled over the pa...
This story is a work of fiction. This story is set in older times so the pace is certainly slower. It is also about the innocence of youth and the slow build up of the erotica. Patience is a virtue when you read this story. The buildup is slow but the rewards are plenty. All characters are fictious and are over eighteen years of age ***** It was raining ca...
Another 'loving wives' story with no real sex action, so be pre-warned. Like the 'hero', I know little about medical terms and things, so I apologise in advance if I got anything wrong. Hope you enjoy it! ++++++++++++ The perfect marriage eh! Yes, that's what I had. Or at least as far as I was concerned, that was indeed the case. My wife Hilly and I...