Warning - If you're looking for burning bitches, willing cuckolds, consensual swinging, wife-sharing or detailed sex scenes, you're wasting your time with this story. Like with my other stories. I'm a German and writing in a foreign language might cause some grammar errors in my story. Just a simple, straight-forward story. The correct category would have b...
As usual I own a huge thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for helping with this. Hopefully this part does not drag too much. I know where I want this story to go, but I'm still not sure how I am going to get there. Like the other woman based stories this one is a bit of a stretch for me ( since I'm not a woman ).I wasn't sure if this belonged in EC or Lesbi...
Unpacking her possessions and setting up a new room was something Lacy had done many times in her life. Being a trouble shooter for a large corporation, her father moved the family every year or two for as long as she could remember, and at each new town her father bought a broken house. The houses were in as bad a shape as the business he came to the new to...
This story was inspired by my pretty wife "Bonita." She is sixty now and has the prettiest feet on Earth. I worship her in her thong sandals daily. If you are not into toes and feet don't bother reading. ***** I am a single widowed 54 year old woman living in Las Vegas, Nevada. My marriage was a very happy one. The love of my life Harold, my dear husband o...
by DG Hear and Jake Rivers This is a continuation from part 1. It should be read before reading this part. Again, we want to thank Lady Cibelle and Techsan for editing our story. * When I got back to the station, Charlie said she found something interesting. The pimp that was killed the second year was also a drug runner. He didn't sell drugs per se, but...
CHAPTER 1: HANDS OF FATE I stretched, cat-like, my arms pushed out above my head and my back bowed. Umm… I was wonderfully exhausted! I looked over at the giant of a man sleeping next to me. I'd never made a habit of picking up stray men. But this one… this one was different. He was my cousin's, husband's fraternity brother and best friend and had been be...
"You are a hard man to find, Mr. Elkins." "Not really. I might have been difficult to locate but not hard to find if you looked in the right place." The gray-haired man frowned and replied, "That makes no sense at all." "Oh, it would if you lived in the real world. I told a dozen people that I was taking my boat for a Great Loop trip. That means you could...
(If you haven't already, please read "The Bridge" by RichardGerald here first and then my own "The Bridge - a Little More". This won't make a lot of sense otherwise.) What's love got to do, got to do with it What's love, but a second hand emotion -Tina Turner It has been a year since my dinner with my ex-wife Gloria at her request. In retrospect I don't f...
I decided to come to this small park to relax. It was just in front of the big luxury apartment building where I lived, a big skyscraper. One could say I was quite lucky to have this area just across the street because, in such a big city, there was not a lot of green space anymore. To me, it was vital to be able to go to a place where I could just sit down...
Since I was 12 or 13, I've had a thing for vampires. That was the only way I knew to describe it—a "thing." As I grew up, I learned words like "obsession," and later "fetish"—this last as a result of that strangest of late 20th/early 21st Century creations, the World Wide Web. I'm 36, so my early adulthood didn't include the web, although now I can't imagine...