My name is Bud, at least that is my nickname. I lived this story and now maybe I can die happy but first I want to share my story. I am obviously a man and was just about to turn 50. I have had ups and downs in my life and right now I am on an up. I was married, unfortunately, and have two daughters both out of high school. I stayed married all these years...
This is a story strictly for fun and much of the source ideas are from all over the place. Have fun and enjoy. Thinker, Cutpurse, Demon... Vamp October 1890: My father had told me from a young age, he had said... "Son, if you are going to survive and prosper on the streets of this great city, you are going to have to be smarter than the cops, quicker tha...
Hey, guys! Welcome back to my world of erotic fiction. I've missed you! For those of you who finished the 'Dealmaker' series with Claire and her demons, you'll recall them mentioning old Lucifer arranging to marry a miss Michelle Harlowe at the end. Well, here it is. This is young Michelle's story, and it's my first story written in the first-person POV. Tel...
* Chris * Pulling back from our kiss, you gently pull away. My softened cock slipping from your legs, you rise from the bed. With a huge grin still on my face, I watch as you sway across the room into your bathroom. Pushing myself up on the pillows a bit, I place both hands behind my head and watch as you come out wearing a lovely blue bathrobe. Smiling, yo...
I'll be the first to admit I used to be something of a prude when it came to nudity. I guess it was just how I was raised, which was probably typical by most middle American standards. But things can change and sometimes that change can be pinpointed to a specific, formative event in one's life. In my case, that formative event took place over seven nights...
This is a shoutout to the folks who say that I can't write a classic "loving wives" story. It also lets me reintroduce some characters from another one of my stories. They were characters who I especially liked and didn't want to lose touch with. Also, you might guess the place where my fictional hero works. So I want to state categorically that, "Even thoug...
"Mr. Stewart? You ready to go, sir?" "You bet. Lead the way!" The 96-year old man didn't need a walker, and only used a cane when he expected to have to walk enough to cause age-related aches and pains. This trip to Washington DC was one of those times, so he grabbed it, stood up, and made his way toward the waiting jet. "Good morning," they heard a fligh...
"Becca? Hey, it's me. Listen, can you take Dad to the doctor on Friday?" "Oh, hey Taryn. I'd love to but I have that retreat, remember?" "Oh, right. I totally forgot," her sister replied. "I can't get off work again that soon. If you can't take him, what are we gonna do? Those Visiting Saints charge a hundred dollars for four hours, and I don't know about...
...Turbulent seas and tempestuous relationships are both difficult journeys I've always savored the salt of the sea in my nostrils whether off the unbounded coast of Maine or the low country ebb and flow of Charleston, SC so when the Black Rand offered up the "Siren's Song Story" I had to at least try. I've admittedly written a much longer tale than I would...
Well, this one started out as a short, intense Loving Wives piece. But it got away from me and here we are in Group Sex. Susan likes to watch people having sex. She enjoys being involved in the action, too. She seduces her friend, Stephanie – and it goes on from there. I've thrown in some fetish stuff – nothing too heavy: Daddy issues, impregnation. Just f...