Three letters dropped through the letterbox that Friday morning. Laura and Paul were going to spend the weekend in York, a bit of leisure time after a few hard weeks at work. They were loving the freedom of having good jobs and no children yet. They did plan to have children but not for a couple of years yet. Laura stuffed the letters in her bag as the Tax...
Chapter 3: Preacher's Son The story you are about to read is true. All events and behavior are faithful accounts of past occurrences, although names have been altered to protect my ass and keep me out of court. Writer's license and humble discretion have been utilized where and when I felt it necessary to avoid embarrassment or legal action. * * * * * The...
"Now to get some rest and then a talk with my loving little cock husband about inviting Jeff into our bed to join us. This could get a little tricky," Diana said to herself. That was three weeks ago. Then, as they went at it one night, Simon used his little black cock as he pumped into his wife. She was telling him it wasn't deep enough or thick enough to s...
In the course of my conversations with Rick and Marissa, I told them, as I've told the reader, about my thoughts concerning nature, spirituality, the universe and things like that. Rick found my ideas so interesting that he suggested I start a blog, and I did. It caught the attention of Gerald at the National Park Service. I forget his title, but his duties...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated * * * * * Robert awoke to the sun streaming through the large picture window in Mistress Calista's bedroom...
Lee climbed into the shower with me. "Remember, Liz is cummimg today." she said as she wrapped her arms around me, not just for a hug, but in a bathroom jujitsu maneuver to rotate me out of the warm spray and herself into it. I turned back around to face her, but she was already turning around to soak up the heat and knock off the chill that had stiffened h...
Keep score along with her as Ondra, a 28 year old slut in denial, graphically catalogs every ounce of semen and every drop of vaginal fluid from her sexual exploits in her remarkably descriptive sex chronicles. She discloses everything to her readers, from photographic details about past and present fucks to her own quirky personal hygiene and grooming habit...
My wife is an amateur musician, and she plays in a small ensemble that performs early music. This isn't my cup of tea, but I can tolerate her practicing recorders and other old instruments. As you might imagine, the small group of musicians are mostly of the geek variety. Good players but not mainstream types. One of them is John who is a biology teacher b...
I woke the next morning to see Lori sitting at the vanity putting the finishing touches to her hair and make-up. Her beautiful heart shaped ass was naked on the settee. I said, "Good morning beautiful!" She turned smiling and got up. She walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. She bent over to give me a kiss. I asked, "What time is it?" She rep...
I turned a whole different shade of red as I pulled my card out of my wallet. Seventy-three dollars never felt so embarrassing and I was more than thankful that the clerk was a young, beautiful woman. Maybe she would understand; then again, maybe not and her judgment was withheld behind her professional smile. I tried to talk myself down. I tried to remembe...