Chapter 1 "So, Jack, is it? Jack Benton, I believe," I heard behind me. "Yeah, I wondered how that would be taken, and who would be quickest to respond to me. So, who are you and ... what do you represent? The Vatican? The LDS? The JWs? The Baptists? The IFCA? The Seventh-Day Adventists? Who?" I demanded to know now. "None of the above. I don't represent...
Whoa! When I stepped naked from the bathroom and strode into the living room of our small apartment, as I did every morning, I was shocked to discover that my wife, Brooke, was not the only one sitting on the couch in the living room. Beside her sat her best friend, Nikki, and, wow, was I giving her an eyeful! Besides my slim and somewhat muscular body, I...
Author's note: While it is possible to read this story as a stand-alone, I DO suggest that you read part one first. This story is set in a world created by another author (with permission), but the characters and storyline are entirely mine. I understand that much of what you'll read may upset some people who are looking for hyper-realism and medically corre...
Susan Richards slid open the door to her walk-in closet and went inside. She peered left and right. Beautiful garments in silk, satin, and lace filled it. They came from the world over, pieces from the Orient, from London, from Paris, from New York. What to wear? She decided on her lavender outfit, a silky, racy number with a demi-bra, a laced-neck corset, s...
Morning came to my house and I felt pleasure explode through my body. Two soft, wet muscular organs trailed up and down my cock with great fervor. Due to my drowsiness, it took me a moment to collect myself given the dream that had taken a hold of me. I opened my eyes. A brief haze flew over me, but that soon cleared up and I stared at the marvelous sigh...
The Playpen Chapter 2: The Labyrinth of Lust A/N: Additional tags for this chapter include: brief footplay/job, double anal penetration, and incest. I rewrote this chapter a couple times and proofread it not as much as I probably should have, but it's been too long already. Hopefully there aren't too many inconsistencies/errors, but please let me know if y...
Only after the euphoria had run its course did I notice that Priscila was not in a good mood. She was angry, withdrawn, quiet. I had just masturbated while eating her out. I didn't normally do that. I would come too early and be less eager to please her. She didn't like that. I tried eagerly to stimulate her again, but she was looking down at me in contempt....
Colonel James "Mack" MacKinnon reclined comfortably in his office chair behind his desk, a cigar in one hand, and a television remote in the other. His office was large, but had a sparse simplicity to it. There was very little furniture in the large office other than his heavy oak desk, and two leather chairs for guests to sit across from him. On the walls o...
For those who have enjoyed my prior submissions and asked for others, this story submission is intended to be the 1st of a three part series and to satisfy those requests. I write for women. And in my stories, I make you, the female reader, the focus and the point of attention...in my stories, the female reader IS the character...my character. My character...
Chapter One Tom's heart started beating faster when he heard Jessica's footsteps coming up the front walk. The click of her boots was unmistakable. Jessica had recently started wearing knee-high black leather boots and when Tom first saw them on her he had been surprised and amused seeing them on his normally straight-laced and conservative wife. Knowing wh...