This is a three part story I thought up recently. It reprises Katrina from my "Living With Katrina" series as well as her roommate Jake (Jake is there in chapters 2 and 3). You don't need to know too much about her to understand this story. It can be read independently. The play referred to in this story is Les Miserables by Victor Hugo. As always, thanks...
Many thanks to Angel Love for editing this story. * My name is Raymond Dahl. For many reasons I'm an average Scandinavian guy though most people would regard me as an unusually lucky guy until I became involved in serious problems. At the age of thirty-eight I had most of what people dreamed about. I was proud to have two nice daughters, a lovely wife, nic...
Marliese Richards made her way off of the elevator and onto the penthouse floor of the hotel and cautiously made her way into the foyer. Immediately a beefy looking security goon stepped in front of her and halted the young lady with a menacing stare. "Private party." The no-necked man stated matter-of-factly. "Um, my name should be on the guest list." She...
The week in Helena, Montana was magical. Touring . . . or maybe all the sex . . . was sparking our creativity. We were writing songs in the afternoon and playing them on stage that night, as well as editing music we'd already recorded. The CD version of "Star Life" was recorded in the motel. With vocals, acoustic guitars, home keyboard bass, and phone book...
Jill Barnes paced nervously on the front porch of her large secluded suburban home near Dallas. In one hand, she sipped a margarita, while she smoked a cigarette with the other. Music from the party blasted through the house and into the back yard, and, from the TV room downstairs came loud sounds from a group watching a college football game, the final ga...
It was another beautiful day. The chaps were all up and ready. They were suited and booted, but every one of them looked absolutely shattered. Ron didn't want to know what they'd got up to the night before, but it looked like they'd got stuck in. Ibrahim seemed very hungover. He had a route printed out for Ron to take them to the races, and passes for them...
Chapter 17 Val & Joe Do Some Lines The weekend following their return from eloping, Val's parents threw a party, ostensibly for them, but Val knew it was really a business meeting for her father, who was seldom doing anything else, the real party would be held during the Christmas holidays, with the entire families of Joe and Val attending; in effect,...
This story is only fiction. All characters are made up and are also not real, though this story is all too real sometimes for some. Thanks to my mystery fact checker for all the editing help. No words were hurt in the writing of this story. Practice safe sex and enjoy! If I had known what I was dealing with concerning my wife Cathy, I would have been more a...
I wake up to the beating sun on my soft skin, the smell of sex and the smell of paradise. My black god next to as my pussy aches with pleasure. In the next room I hear the familiar grunt of Naomi and I can see her bent over the bar being ploughed by my husband stroke by stroke he makes her feel pleasure like no other, her knees weaken and I am proud to watch...
As the sunlight hits Inga's bedroom the lovely blonde stirs. She opens her eyes and looks at the clock, seeing its after 9 am. Inga can feel the sleeping youngster against her back, his spent cock wedged in between her ass cheeks. The sexy milf can feel his arm around her holding her against him. She loves the feeling of waking up with a sexy 18 year old boy...