Another Summer Lovin' easy read. Estragon, les mots ne sont jamais assez. Thank you for always being readily available and willing to take on the words of a rambling woman with your forever watchful eye and guidance. Cheers M ____ "You can't be serious?" The delicate voice was barely audible, as the young woman slumped down on the chilled leather seat....
Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction with no basis in actual fact. That is to say, none of the characters are real, it never actually happened, nor do I wish it to happen to me. It is purely a work of fiction that was fun to write. Explicit sex is contained within, and the story is intended for the entertainment of mature adults only. Categories:...
To refresh your memory I reproduce the last few lines of part 7: 'MOMMY' he shouted and embraced Razia. 'Nice to have you back' Razia said kissing the lad, 'you little rascal what are you doing here shouldn't you be in college?' 'Sure but due to unusually long dry spell there was no water in the hostel and the vacations were only a week away therefore t...
This is part 2 of a multipart story, and it is recommended you go back and read Victorian Dreams Ch 01 to gain perspective. For those of you who have expressed interest in the story I thank you and offer this part for your enjoyment. This part as well as the prior part and any parts that fool are Copyright 2003, 2004 by Charles F. Johnson, and all rights a...
Chapter 02 - Birthday Surprises My thanks to everyone who left comments and wrote emails. My apologies for this next chapter taking as long as it did. The bulk of it was spent figuring out where I wanted the characters to go, and that took quite a bit of time. I hope everyone will find it to be as fun of a ride as I do. Finally, there will not be a two-mont...
I love California. Living here is like cheating. At least that's what I thought as I guided my Screaming Yellow 06 Mustang GT through the darkened streets. If I was still living in Michigan, there's no way I'd still be driving my car on New Years Eve. I'd be driving my Jeep through ass deep snow and freezing, instead of heading back to my Sister in Law's pla...
CHAPTER 1 Nick Bradshaw received a call from his mother's social secretary. "It's Nina Mr Bradshaw. Your mother wishes to see you at 6:30 today but you are not required to stay for dinner. "Mean bitch." "What was that?" "You heard." There was a pause until Nina said, "I'm awaiting an apology." "You ass will turn blue under winter's snow eight month's h...
There are no graphic sex scenes in this story, sorry. This story is based on a true life experience. I have embellished the facts a little, but not as much as I normally have to. Thanks to my wife for her help in keeping me grounded and somewhere in the realm of reality. Constructive comments are requested and welcome. My email is shown on the web site. T...
In my last story, "Encore on Barnes Common," Rachel, my platonic friend from my schooldays, and I had moved our relationship up a level following her catching me masturbating in the office. We continued the exploration of our sexuality in the car on the way home. Lisa, my American fuck-buddy condoned this new arrangement as she too was enjoying the attention...
How "lucky" am I? That question used to be rhetorical. It needed no answer. Of course I was lucky. I had a lot to be thankful for. I have a gorgeous wife that is every bit my complement. I had two healthy kids that were great students. I owned my own company that is small but productive. Yep, I'm very lucky indeed. The question needs no answering. Of cour...