Chapter Eight – Naomi (this is not a standalone story. You should read the previous episode before going any further. ) I helped Naomi prepare for her first meeting with Marcus. Even though she had recently shaved her pussy, I suggested she remove any stubble from her nether region. Once her skin was completely smooth and free from hair, I rubbed her skin w...
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! I rapped on the door. Hearing the hand on the other side of the door, fumbling with the lock, I took a deep breath and steeled myself for what was coming. "Justin!" I said a little more breathlessly than I meant as the door opened. "Danielle! You changed your mind!" he greeted me with surprise. "Come in, Please!" "I can't." I ans...
Author's Note: This is the first part of a four-part story. If you are looking for a quickie "stroke and cum" story you might want to select something else to read. For those who enjoy plot and character development and a long build-up to a rousing conclusion, please feel free to follow along this special tale. Mitchell couldn't remember exactly the first t...
I. It Begins in Turtle Creek and Everything Burns Virginia twirled her grandmother's silver pendant between her slim fingers, cursing herself under her breath, wondering how she would tell Lauren about her betrayal. The pendant hung from her neck, dangling between her breasts, a gift from her dead grandmother, and Virginia had a habit of playing with it whe...
Herein lie the ongoing adventures of Paul O'Brien. For background, please read my previously published series "Just Out of the Service." All characters are fictional and over the age of consent anywhere in this universe. Prologue 1969 -- Grafenwoehr, Germany Friday night and 1LT Paul O'Brien's company had finished its support mission. On Monday they would...
Iggy - Fantasy Island ----- Ned's flight touched down on a small island in the South Pacific. The corporate jet was just able to use the short runway. It was the closest airport to his destination. A female skycap led him to the docks nearby. A motor launch was waiting to take him to the exclusive island just visible on the horizon. The coral atoll had be...
He wore a watch to cover the scar. Because watches were forbidden on the left hand, he had to wear long sleeves as well. Should a sleeve ride up, say on a crowded subway or during a window day, one could overlook a wrong-handed watch wearer if they weren't explicitly looking.After five years on the run, only those on the payroll were likely to spot his decei...
Unlike some of my other stories, there is no build up to the sex in the story. The sex comes early and often within the story. ***** "Do you think she is going to come tonight?" Ben Roth yelled to his wife, Amy. Amy was in the bathroom getting ready for their evening out, having dropped their two kids off at Ben's parents apartment, some two blocks away f...
A note from the author: I would like to thank everyone who assisted me with this story; emap, mona, corsetlvr, carnevil9 and last but not least, ThePhoenixMan. Your ideas, suggestions and comments are greatly appreciated. I couldn't have done it without you. A special thank you to my ever-patient editors on this story, michchick98 and ThePhoenixMan. Than...
My still very attractive wife of thirty two years has a habit of penciling out on a piece of throw away paper, the message she intends to send via birthday or thank you card. She then edits this written message on that piece of throw away paper before writing in ink, her final version on the actual intended card. Invariably she asks me also to edit her pen...