Chapter 1: Finding Belshire Morning came too quickly, as it always does, and the three companions rose to ready them for the day ahead. Tyler snickered as he packed his small kit. The though of how much useless crap he used to pack the night before catching a flight to Chicago, Atlanta, San Francisco, or where ever, to attend some ridiculous comic book or...
I love the warm weather, but here I am, stuck in a cold climate. It's great when spring finally comes. How I do look forward to getting out of doors without a coat. The warmer days are pushing past winter's cold shoulders, today, and it's hard to believe it's only been a year since I took my last, but memorable, walk in the woods. On summer days Susan and...
It has been over a year since my previous story, and while this tale has a few of the same characters involved, it isn't necessary to have read the other story first, though I do hope this will stir you into reading the previous offering. For those of you who have emailed me in the past, I thank you, and hope to hear from you again, along with anyone else wh...
Anal Voter Chapter 1 Sharon Smyth cried out in pain and pleasure. Her asshole throbbed as it was stretched, the thick cock pumping into her. It ground hard. Grunting and heaving, she held her butt propped up at the best angle. She took every deep, pounding thrust as the man butt-fucked her. She had been standing in line for hours but it had been worth the...
Maria couldn't help wondering why she had come to the lecture. The bench below her arse was hard and uncomfortable, the room at the Met museum was freezing cold and she was surrounded by a bunch of oldies. The speaker was a professor of classics, over from Cambridge in England, in a tweed jacket and horn-rimmed spectacles. His name was Prof Albert George, an...
Before you read this story I would like to warn you that it is a hot-wife/wife sharing type story. If you're not into it that's cool and you don't have to read it. Fantasies like this are rarely acted on and would more realistically end in separation and divorce. If you post nasty comments I'm going to assume you are a closet cuckold and are just unleashing...
What am I doing here John thought as the Cathay Pacific jet screamed down the runway at Brisbane airport on its way to Hong Kong and then on to Hanoi. He shook his head as he thought back over the rapid changes to his life over the past few months. A tear ran down his cheek as he recalled how he had lost the urge to work when Mary his wife of 20 years died s...
Louis Antoine sat behind his desk at the Boston Police Department. He was a tall, good-looking young man with dark brown skin and a shaved head. One of the youngest detectives on the Narcotics squad. A native of Haiti, he came to the US while still in his youth and studied Criminal Justice at a state college. Now, nearly a decade later, he was a respected me...
This is the second story in the series 'Love in a Limestone Landscape'. It is not necessary to have read the first story to appreciate this one. ........................................ Alec set up his easel by the limestone wall. Before him a field of stubble fell away gently to the white and grey farmhouse, which formed one side of a yard of which a barn...
This story contains foot worship that you may not enjoy reading about. If so, please listen to the authority figure watching this story develop telling you, "Move on! Nothing to see here! Just move on!" Thank you! But, if you do choose to read this, please let me know what you think of it in a public comment (preferably) or in a private message to me. Agai...