Have you ever had one of those moments in your life where you weren't quite sure if it was a dream or not? One of those moments where everything is so perfect that it could only be a dream? Well my name is Sean, and I had one such moment; an unforgettable day, with an unforgettable woman. It started out innocent enough. I had taken a vacation for the summer...
Chapter Seven -- Heads or Tales Penelope, Silvia and Bradley arrived at Ellen Wright's house to find the scene of crime team and medical examiner in attendance. They put on the Tyvek over-boots, hair coverings and latex gloves and entered the house being careful to tread only on the matting laid down by the CSI techs. Bob Tanner met them at the door to the...
It was 5 A.M when the loud vibration of Nia's phone flooded her apartment. She jumped up to turn it off and rubbed her sore eyes as Lorenzo laid silently beside her. She sat there for a moment, taking in his thick eyebrows, deep olive skin and toned body as he slept, unaware of the chaos that took place last night. For a moment, she wanted to kiss him but sh...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content. * Nobody in this story is under eighteen, and no violence is involved. If you are over eighteen, read and enjoy. 1 My sister Avril, is two years my senior, and I've worshipped her since I can remember. She's beautiful, slightly taller than I am, slim, with long, silky brown hair,...
Day Seven We awoke at dawn as the light filtered through the palm fronds and reeds that comprised the thatched roof and walls of the hut. "Good morning," I said as Sarah stirred in my arms. I had slept peacefully to the sound of waves hitting the shore throughout the night and the warmth of Sarah's naked body next to me in the hammock. "Good morning your...
You may have noticed that there are a few places around your house where dust gathers and gets overlooked by the person (i.e., wife/girlfriend) who normally does the dusting. Examples include places like high shelves, behind the TV screen, fragile antiques, the lower rungs of chairs and windows. I know a lot about window dust since I run the window replaceme...
Sorry for the delay on the cliffhanger. I am still looking for an editor. If you can help, please leave me a note in the comments. The story of how I built my harem of lawyers. Seven years ago... Meeting Pamela. "What the fuck is she doing here, Kurt?" I asked as I took a step towards the consent-violating woman who ruined protocol poker at The Exchange by...
Sequel to Bachelor Party Gone Wild. You can read the first one or just this one. The characters will make a little more sense. Essentially a husband and wife partook in a bachelor party that got a little out of hand and the wife (Hailey) and a friend (Zoey) ended up being strippers with extra benefits at a bachelor party. Now you're caught up. On with the st...
Chapter Seven -- A Change of Management May 1986 Detective Sergeant Archie Sanders and Detective Sandra Tingle ate breakfast together in the restaurant at the Holiday Inn. They had slept in their own rooms. It was a rule they had, regardless of how late they stayed up making love they always returned to their own rooms to sleep. It was as much about propri...
NOTE TO READER: This is my first attempt at writing a story like this. It is a bit of a slow burn at first but it definitely picks up steam. Enjoy. -- "Folks, there is no easy way to say this..." An audible groan could be heard up and down the aisle of the small commuter plane that had already been grounded for two hours past it's 9 p.m. departure time....