Disclaimer: Characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. * Have you ever had a dream (Nosce Te Ipsum): I'm on a gurney, no, an operating table. Is that iodine? Must be in the med-lab, smells of j-cloth and windowlene, disinfectant and dishwasher liquid-tabs on surgical equipment. The smells come wafting on the snail trail...
I met the woman I married at a grocery store of all places. In fact, even more unlikely it was one AM, I got home earlier a bit after 11 that night from my 3 PM to 11 PM swing shift packing paper bags into bundles. Exhausted, I had plopped down on the couch, flicked on the late news and grabbed my paper. Of course I dozed off, waking up just after midnight...
Mu School went quickly enough and after getting a business license and a loan together, Kavan had set up a small thriving practice outside of Seattle, not far from where he went to high school. At first business was slow, just family and friends, but soon word of mouth began to bring in clients from the city. He was building a nice clientele and reputation...
Ted watched her enter the store. She had red hair and was wearing a short tan mini dress made of a thin fabric. She has a big round ass that shook under the sheer cloth when she walked. The dress clung to her just enough to see she has a small waist and was slightly see-through. He could clearly tell she was wearing a g-string, her luscious ass cheeks expose...
Holly wakes up early already soaked and sticky. That's odd because he normally does that for himself as a boring part of his morning routine. The dream hasn't completely vanished yet and he can hear echoes of a female omega voice begging, as they do. He shudders to realize he'd been inside her and it was vivid enough to make him come in his sleep like a teen...
[THIS STORY WAS CUSTOMIZED FOR 'PSD' ABOUT HIS NEIGHBOR. ALTHOUGH THIS STORY IS BASED ON REAL PEOPLE, ALL NAMES HAVE BEEN FICTIONALIZED.] * * * * * The day wasn't even half over and Ty was exhausted. He'd already, swept out the laundry room, unstopped a bathroom sink in 204, fixed a garbage disposal in 402, and replaced a dead light bulb in the lobby. Mana...
The preacher approached the pulpit after accepting the offering plates. He looked out at the congregation and began to speak. "As you can see by the altar, this is a Communion Sunday. Some may be surprised to know that I get complaints about Communion Sundays more than anything else. Some people complain that it causes the service to go late and the Baptists...
On my bed, face down, with my legs spread, all I could do was groan, because damn, whatever the hell he was doing to me just felt so wickedly good. Finally, turning my head, trying to see him over my shoulder, I asked, "Jon, what are doing?" "What does it feel like I'm doing? I'm giving you a message and trying to loosen you up. You're way too tense. It...
This is an adult sex story. All the characters are of the age of consent or far over it! Any children named or mentioned are not involved in anything sexual. This is story number sixty seven (67). Please read my previous story for context. For a complete list of my stories in numeric order, see my biography page. Enjoy and thanks for...
Dear readers, I'm happy I've found a new editor. He did a great job. Thank you Mike. ***** Thursday turned out to be an interesting evening because it was the first since Sunday that Todd sat together with his housemates. They played Texas hold'em. Not the hard way of course, just for fun. They all put five dollars in a pot. The chip leader would get the...