Author's Note: A short story of dealing with the aftermath of a cheating wife and a broken marriage. Story is part of the Brownwood series, cross-over characters may appear. Also, there's no graphic sex in this story so if that's what you're looking for, you outta skip this one. My thanks to findingmyvoice for her editing. Any errors you find are mine beca...
"Okay you guys... stop... enough already!" I begged. "My god...Please... I can't take any more!" I rolled off Willis and lay there sandwiched between him and Jerome, leaking cum and gasping for breath. Willis and Jerome were built like linebackers and were my favorites of all the men I had fucked in the last few months. Black as coal and hung like stallions...
Krystina Sterling is a full time soccer mom. Busy with her motherly chores most of the time, that she sometimes forget to take care of her own self. She is the mother of two spoiled boys and married to corporate slash preacher, John Sterling. They live in a very financially comfortable life. Their home is located in an upscale neighborhood, just outside the...
(a story of complete fiction) * Brian waited anxiously at his front door for his ride to Las Vegas. He knew he was the luckiest eighteen year old boy (no, make that man) on the face of the earth. He had been invited to spend the weekend in the penthouse suite at the Planet Hollywood Resort & Casino in Las Vegas; and the invitation had come from the newest...
Once again, credit goes to Jason Moore for editing this piece. This is my favorite chapter so far and I hope you'll enjoy it! *** Angelo was the perfect little soldier. He moved when the Cardinal moved and spoke only when spoken to. He might be smaller than the three Angels but he did not skulk or hide behind them. Instead he carried himself with chin hel...
Hi all! So here's the continuation of the previous chapter and I'm grateful for the kind encouragement and comments you've given me so far. Hopefully this chapter proves to be equally entertaining! *** The moment she flipped, Aria hiked her Illusion to its maximum; rendering her invisible. At the last second, she made sure her fingers caught the edge of th...
There was no one to meet him at the airport. Michael had not expected anyone to be there, yet he knew that sometimes The Organization took care of things like that. He almost expected to see a black limo or a car with a driver waiting for him on the tarmac. But, there again, he wasn't surprised to find that there was no one at all. When the Beechcraft King...
The realisation that Josephine was Sylvia's sister hit me in the stomach like a punch. I needed to get out of there. Of all the things she could have said, I wasn't prepared for that. I picked up my clothes and dressed quickly. Before long, I was standing at her door, mumbling an apology for my hasty exit. She kissed me and asked if she could see me again...
(Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc are in effect. I hope some of you enjoy this and I am working on another piece with a current working title, "A Yankee in the Bronx." But it will be awhile before I publish. Thanks!) * "I'm a cunt Sir," the words come out of my mouth and echo harshly against the cement block wal...
Erica slowly opens her bloodshot eyes, still tired from crying herself to sleep the night before and looking over towards the window. Seeing the house next door and still thinking about how that slut had walked out with her college boyfriend, then noticing her phone on the table nearby. It was blinking, when touched it reveals a text from her friend Amy aski...