Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
This happened a while back. It is my first story that is a blend of truth and fiction. It's told from the perspective of both JP and Sally, in alternating voices. The names of the people on whom the story is loosely based have been changed. Warning: There is a group sex scene (MMF). ****************** JP: I loved the way Sally lay on the lawn, with her...
Feliciti looked in the mirror. Her husband Ramone was pulling his black Levi jeans up. His stomach was lean and hard and his arms and shoulders were heavily muscled from working as a mechanic on big construction equipment every day. His hands stopped buttoning his fly and her eyes lifted up to meet his. "Like what you see, babe." Ramone bull- frogged. His e...
I love the mountains. After a morning filled with meetings, and meetings about meetings, I left the office to do something I truly enjoyed. When I got onto the freeway heading out of town, my head stopped hurting as I breathed in the clean, clear mountain air. Before leaving I had changed from my stuffy uncomfortable though fashionable suit and tie, into a c...
Hey folks, I'm surprised that so many of you liked last week's story. That only means that a lot of you probably won't like this one. But it's fine. As I warned you guys a few weeks ago I'm on a storyteller's vacation. For a few weeks I just wanted to throw some crazy ideas out there and get away from the typical "I came home and she was screwing the neighbo...
Copyright ©2020 Once again, I was honored to be invited by Bebop to participate in his theme story challenge. I want to express my thanks to him and others for this event. I hope you enjoy my story, and as always, I enjoy reading your comments. ***** "What the fuck do you think you're doing? I'm going to sue your ass for every penny you've got!" *****...
68. The dresses are here. On the fifteenth of August, Dycke received a phone call, from U.S. Customs, to advise him that six very large boxes had arrived from Paris, and were waiting to be picked up. The boxes were inspected and approved and all customs duties had been prepaid. Dycke asked the agent, "Would they happen to be dresses?" The officer said, "Y...
This story deals with Cuckolding, Interracial sex, and impregnation. Please do not continue if any of these subjects offend you. This is a work of fiction, meant to be enjoyed. Please click back if this does not suit your style. In a fantasy, there are no STD's, and pregnancies become nothing once you stop reading. Sorry it is so long. I get carried away wit...
I had finally come to the end of my rope. College simply wasn't for me, at least not at that time. I had spent nine semesters bumbling my way through psychology, sociology, literature, history, philosophy, and theology courses. It had finally become clear to me that in my efforts to "find myself," I was wasting a lot of money on coursework that ultimately ha...
[All characters in this story who are involved in serious sexual situations are at least 18 years old - PS] * * * "What's taking them so long?" Anna thought to herself impatiently, as she waited for Elle and Vanessa to arrive. She was lounging in a very unladylike and coltish way on a chaise in the backyard; with one knee up, which made her skirt hike up...