There is no sex between characters 18-years-old or younger in this story. As a matter of fact, there's no sex at all in this story. If that's what you were looking for, you may want to choose another story. May I recommend one of the "Nellie" stories by MsCherylTerra? HERE Bought and Sold She bought me, and for that I hated her. I sold myself cheap, and f...
Chapter 19 The CreepCarmen got to the conference room the next morning at quarter to nine, and found Lauren deeply immersed in her laptop, with papers and print-outs all over the conference room table. "Good morning. What's all this?" "Go grab your coffee, and I'll tell you. I'm in the middle ..." her voice trailed off in concentration. Carmen got her coff...
Introduction: The James and Nora stories describe the sexual lives of an attractive, sophisticated and successful young Chicago husband and wife. In the first four chapters they review the erotic aspects of their lives during the early years of their marriage. Then, after careful consideration, they enter a relationship with an older man, Adrian Benton, who...
Hello readers, Thank you all for reading Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story. This is continuation of that story. The character Keisha was introduced briefly in chapter two of that tale, and for some reason I feel compelled to tell her story. I must state that these are fictional characters and exist solely in my imagination. This is an interracial love story....
Like my other stories, this one is also based upon true events. In this particular story, it is about as true as I can recall it. Now for those of you who are unfamiliar with my stories, this one contains all sorts of sexual pairings, variations, fetishes and general good fun. If you are uncomfortable with bisexuality, select another author. Also, while cond...
Trouble in Truckee After the wild night of loving in the rental truck, everyone stood having breakfast in trees at the edge of our lot. I carefully backed the truck down off the road to a flat spot where it could be emptied. In half an hour, there was an enormous pile of boxes, bedding, Pashamobile and loose ends. We would need more tarps to protect it. It...
Mary sipped her coffee as she sat at the breakfast table. She was reading the newspaper, finding out what happened last night. As usual there was nothing very interesting, and she moved to the "Help Wanted" advertisements. She had been looking for work since she lost her job, last week. She had been working as a waitress, but the business wasn't doing as wel...
It's been a while since the first installment, so if you're not inclined to go back and read chapter one, here's a synopsis. I had finagled my way to the ultimate swingers weekend at the home of Robin and Jeffry Johnson, third generation auto money trust-fund scions who have an estate/compound in Bloomfield Hills, Michigan, one of the wealthiest zip codes i...
(This, dear reader, is Jack, a man become bitter, cynical, broken by disappointment, hurts, and disillusionment, about to be disposed of by life. A man in need of repair. Can a toy workshop on a street of repair shops repair even broken hearts, broken dreams, broken people?) * Jack sat in his pickup truck in the factory parking lot staring vacantly out th...
Introduction Well, here it is. The last part. Before I say more, I want to take the opportunity to thank all of you who have read this and taken time to comment on it. These stories are the only practice I get writing anything other than appellate briefs and legal pleadings, and it's nice to know how I'm doing. So to all of you, readers and commenters alike...