Jen rushed home, stopping at a drugstore along the way to buy a pregnancy test. Frankie was there when she got home, making dinner. She ignored him and went into her bedroom, locking the door. She did the test. The box had 2 sticks so she did it again, to make sure. The result was the same both times. She was pregnant. "Oh god," she said under her breath....
The sound of my door bell woke me from a restless sleep. Grabbing my favorite white terry cloth bath robe I half stumbled to the window. Barry's car was parked at the curb. I tied my robe closed over my flannel PJ's and slowly walked down the stairs. "Were you still in bed?" Barry asked as I opened the door. "Good morning to you too." I snapped back at him...
Frankie Stumante fastened her stocking to the clip of her garter belt and ran her hands up her thigh, smoothing the cool, soft nylon. As she stood, she viewed herself in the full-length mirror appraisingly. Her long dark hair was perfect, if still a little wet, her large, full breasts held and pushed up by the black satiny bra with a front closure that looke...
For tremendous help with editing and improving this story, grateful thanks to author/editor hentaikitten, whose specialty is luscious, sensually saturated interracial matings -- not couples of different skin color but of different species, such as a male demon with a human virgin and an elf with an orc. "Don't you have an ounce of self-respect?" Frankie scr...
My next stop was Mulligan's Stew, the local strip club run by Frankie Mulligan, AKA Frankie "The Ferret." Years ago his joint used to be what Saturn's Moon is today. Bands from all over the world came over with dreams of being discovered one day. Frankie made so much money he even thought about expansion. Then along came Acid Rain and everything changed. Sa...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) My thank...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) * Frank...
This is Part 2 of the story and should be read in sequence. As with the first part of this story, this is in the most part, a true story, based mostly on real occurrences, with a small amount of poetic licence, and of course, the names have been changed to protect the guilty. This is the continuing story of the man with a conscience and scruples and starts...
Chapter Four Frankie Comes Home For Lunch Carmela Robles fumbled through her key ring as she struggled to hold four plastic bags of groceries with one hand, until she finally found the correct key to her apartment's front door. Impatiently, the olive skinned twenty-three year old jabbed the key into the reluctantly yielding deadbolt, turning the knob merci...
6am and Boyd is woken not by his surrounds or the fact he wasn't where he wanted to be, it was the all to familiar feeling of his rock hard cock screaming for attention in his trousers! It seemed like a regular occurrence these days, almost as regular as his sleeping in his office. As he tried to ignore the raging hard on in his pants Boyd got up slowly and...