"Come on, baby, put that big cock in my ass," she cooed. I watched in disbelief as my helmet pushed against her puckered opening. I took a deep breath as her labored breathing gasped and she let out a low toned moan as I pressed against her backdoor and slowly forced my solid mass into Robyn's taboo pipe. It was barely nine o'clock in the evening on a Wedn...
It's harder than ever to make time for my job. Time is so critical. Here I am nursing my baby, Des's son, Kane Michael, who's all of seven months old, and, of course, my granddaughter, Darcie, who's racing toward three years old. She also is Des's daughter by my daughter Shaleen. Poor Shaleen has many months to go before she's even eligible for parole. But...
A buddy of mine has, for the last few years, taught city slickers about camping, canoeing, the works. Somehow he makes a lot of money at it. Unfortunately he had to go into the hospital for a few days and was not going to be able to make a scheduled group from the east coast. He managed to talk me into taking his group for him, just a simple overnight canoe...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Since my first Hayley story was so well-received last time, I thought I'd write another one down since I had the idea floating around in my head. Please comment if you enjoy and feel free to check out my other stories and comment on them as well. -- The show had long since been over, the band having spent the last several hours partying in...
I was startled out of my nap by the harsh ringing of the telephone. "Hello," I croaked, my voice feeling rusty. "Alex, it's Reggie. Where have you been hiding? I haven't seen hide nor hair of you in days. Why not join me at Rick's this evening for dinner. Tell you what, laddie, you can pay. That should make you feel better," he chuckled. I cleared my throa...
Part Two - The Dancers Author's Note: Please read part one first. Reader's comments are appreciated. And yes, Kim and Nancy will be back, as some of you have requested, but not in this part. ***** I was beginning to get pissed. I mean, here I am with an evening free in the City of Big Shoulders, and just when I should be out sowing some wild oats, I'm stu...
Chapter Five; A Roadtrip to Remember We were in a Ramada Inn in Breezewood, Pennsylvania. Not exactly my idea of a destination vacation spot, but, at the moment, neither Beth nor Stewart or myself had anything to complain about. I could hear Beth voicing her excitement through the open door between our adjoining rooms, sounding very much like she was close...
[This story was heavily inspired by H.P. Lovecraft. Since most of my stories take place in Lovecraft country, I felt it was time I finally came up with a horror-oriented story with some of my old characters. The following contains elements of incest, so if that offends you, please read no further.] La'Tonya Morse looked at the clock as her car sped past the...
I would like to thank my two great editors for making my story so much easier to read. Thanks to LadyCibelle and Techsan. If you find errors when these two are finished editing, it is because I change things at the last minute. * Chapter 1: What happened to my life? I was sitting here in the restaurant going over my life. I have had a lot of wild things h...
This story is loosely written about the song 'Mr. Lonely' by Bobby Vinton. Thank you to WanderingScot for his editing. * Chapter 1 Here I was in the barracks listening to a radio station that played old time music. They were playing a song I could relate to. Hell, this song was written before I was even born, it was 'Mr. Lonely' sung by Bobby Vinton. I kn...