**Don't let the story length discourage you. The buildup is necessary to do justice to the sexual tension. I hate stories that begin with the supposedly loving and devoted female lead character already promiscuous; it makes it hard to care about the characters and it sucks the sexual tension right out of the story before it even begins. I mean, why read on,...
The air clung to me, thick with humidity. One of those oppressive Parisian days, hot, sticky and uncomfortable. Not a great day to go shopping, but a girl has to keep in practice. I've lived in Paris for about a year. What a shopaholic's paradise. Someone with my addiction to spending money doesn't take long to find her way around. Rue du Bac has the exciti...
I was woken by the sensation of a soft wet mouth on my cock. Penny was sucking me gently. In my flaccid state she could take all of it inside her, and swirl around it with her agile tongue. It didn't stay flaccid for long. I threw back the duvet and looked down at her. Her face was hidden beneath the mass of curly dark hair, but I could see her bare should...
This is the continuation of the story REPORTING. It covers the recent lives of ten women who reside in Houston, but focuses principally on three of those women. It is best read in conjunction with the background of Parts 1 to 3, but stands on its own if you as a reader wish to follow that approach. The story really is all about "WHY" and not so much how and...
The Proposition Time, as it nearly always does, had passed by much too quickly. Kate had been welcomed by many of our new French friends and was dating regularly. She, Jen and I had just celebrated her 25th birthday at a lovely 3-star restaurant in the 8th arrondissement of Paris. She had not found anyone special yet, however we knew that it would not be lo...
As recently as November 2018 a most erudite young woman wrote extensively in one of our top tabloids and among her comments the following useful thoughts about men, women and life: "The mainstreaming of feminism (and online surveillance thereof) has made many women I know - and myself - anxious about conforming to stereotypes, lest we perpetuate the same c...
ACT I: THE SURPRISE It was Steve's final full day in Polynesia. Though it was a Saturday, the planning team worked through the morning to prepare to move fully into the design and environmental study phase for La Playa - Polynesia. One of their discussion points was adjusting that working name to fit the French Polynesian culture, but not lose the brand ide...
"It starts here" I say as I hold your hand outside the Ani Cathedral at the far eastern end of Turkey. We are looking east over the Akhuryan river as the sun comes up. "This is where we began our adventure. I want to hold your hand, fingers entwined as we head west for these next few months." I lean in and kiss you. The air is heating up as we start walkin...
This is a revised version; hopefully it makes for a better read. I hope you enjoy it. Comments are appreciated. Special thanks to Brandon for editing this story. No portion of this story may be reproduced for any reason without the express, written permission of the author. . . . This story is a work of fiction. The characters, places, and incidents are ei...
The reunion orgy spilled over from one room to another, including the school swimming pool and gym, the auditorium, theater, etc. It was when I took a quick shower to refresh a bit that I found the wonderful company of Stacey Sloane and her high school sweetheart, Jay Manning. They were both very naked, except for their wedding bands. Had they wed each other...