"Damn it! Now you are not cutting that tree down!" I yelled from my porch for the fourth time. There was a woman and two men about to cut the tree down that stood on the right side of our yard. One of the men, the taller one, had had enough of my mouth and tore off his goggles and angrily came towards me. I walked down the porch steps to meet him, to show hi...
This is part of a multi-chapter story and not a stand alone story; you are recommended to start reading from the first chapter. Author's notes. This story is quite light on the sex part and definitely not meant as stroker/written porn. Don't expect many explicit sex scenes. It is about recollections of sexual activity rather than about having sex directly....
The elevator doors parted, revealing a beige tinted, open air hallway. "Open-air" meant that, while the cherry paneled elevator took up one end of the building, the other end was completely open (except for the antiqued iron railing). Basically the building was "U" shaped. The view from the balcony was amazing. On a clear day, such as this one, a person exit...
It was a confusing time for me. I was discontent for a variety of good reasons. I'd ended a long term relationship and, for the first time in a long time, I was being a bachelor. And the new woman I was involved with was not keeping me happy. That gal, my "regular girl friend" Lisa, was married, and juggling my balls around once or twice a week didn't get it...
The man on the computer screen was tightly encased in semi translucent pink plastic. Other than a bit of wiggle, he was completely immobilized. His face was obscured by a thick leather blindfold, nearly a mask, so it was impossible to determine whether his expression was filled with desperation, horror, or pure pleasure. Or maybe a pleasant mix of all three....
I think it was her tattoos that started the obsession for me. Of course, they were hidden under her conservative office outfits, for the most part, but those rare glimpses of the ink on her shoulder, her calves and -heaven help me- her cleavage, had a profound effect on me. I spent hours obsessing over the rare glimpses of artwork I'd seen on Samantha's body...
Authors Note: I wrote this for the Valentine's Day 2019 competition. Maybe I'll try and create an alternate or companion version for Halloween. Constructive criticism welcome. All characters in the story are over 18 years old. Thanks. ******** My phone vibrating shook me out of my open-eyed doze. I was in the weekly torture session called a staff meeti...
Note: If Sexy Feet, BBWs or Transsexuals turn you off don't bother reading this story. The story is written from Jill's perspective. ***** Mature BBW finds a Sexy Trans Woman with a Big Secret * My name is Jill and I am a 55 year old blonde widow living in Las Vegas, Nevada. I am 5'11" tall and wear a size 18 dress. Everyone thinks I am about 40. My ta...
Jean ignored the presence of four other people in the room as she embraced Miguel in a tight hug. He hugged her back and pursed his lips returning her quick kiss. "Come to the rectory tomorrow. I'll be working." Miguel assured her he would. The two men shook hands and their wives hugged. Miguel said goodbye to Jean's parents. Her dad was still upset over...
It's been a while! I've been way too caught up with starting a novel to write this kind of X rated stuff on the side; besides I really have to be in the right mood to do this sort of thing. Either way please enjoy, feedback and comments are encouraged! Disclaimer: This is all a publication of fiction and in no way happened. This also may get a little unreal...