Authors note: I would like to say goodbye to an old friend. "Techsan" was one of my editors and has been with me since I started writing stories in Aug. 2005. He along with others made my stories a much better read. He will be missed. Farewell old friend, God be with you. A big thank you goes out to LadyCibelle and Miss Lynn for helping edit this story. Wit...
Sorry for the delay – I've been a bit sick. Hope you enjoy the next part of Mike and Rose's story! *** We woke up early next morning, startled by Mike's cell phone that managed to buzz its way to the edge of my bedside table before he picked up. "Hello?" he muttered. Suddenly he shot up from the bed, his eyes wide open. "Shit!" he cried out. "I started...
Please do not read this story if you do not like the theme of cheating partners. I'm always interested in what people think, as long as it's constructive. -- Saturday morning shone through the bedroom windows onto the slumber of James Healey and Claire Chesterton wrapped up in their ornate double bed. She was resting her head on his chest whilst he played...
In this one, which is set in Yorkshire, England in the summer of 1976, the pub barmaid begins a naughty little game. She likes to show off, and she likes to watch him play with his cock. The thing is she's also his father's girlfriend - but that doesn't stop her from enjoying her fun. As usual I hope you enjoy this little piece. If you do, send feedback; if...
~!~ My apology for the late update. HAPPY NEW YEAR! ~!~ "Come to New York." It was the first thing Storm said to Sally as soon as she answered the phone. "What do you mean? When? Why?" Storm laughed. It was the reaction he knew he was going to get. Sally never did anything without questions or so it seemed. "I mean I want you here in New York with me...
Thanks for waiting...I hope you enjoy this chapter. ~!~ Sally awoke to the scent of freshly brewing coffee. Stretching her limbs, she quickly remembered she was naked on the couch were they had spent the night after making love again. Sitting up, she didn't see or hear Storm anywhere. Looking out the open blinds behind her, she wondered if they were open...
You will never guess who one of the most influential guys in my early adulthood was. Not my dad, oh he was of course, but not in this way. Not a teacher or a coach. Not a man of the cloth. No, it was a guy named Bill who worked at motel on the outskirts of town. And I would not have met Bill if it wasn't the result of on of these "guy to guy" conversati...
Joey became over time Ellen's regular lover, boyfriend, boy-toy. I'm not quite sure how he became such a regular presence in our lives, but their trysts became more frequent. Ellen managed it all beautifully for the most part, and positively glowed with delight at having both two men devoted to her. That was the most interesting change, as she laid down the...
My 'we've got to talk' ambush came on a Sunday evening as we were getting ready to go to bed. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised as Jeanette, my wife of four years, had been acting strange all weekend. I asked her several times if she was not feeling well. "No, I feel okay. I just have a lot on my mind." To tell the truth, so did I. The Great Recessi...
I had always heard that every white man want to try a black woman at least once. Though I never really bought into that the theory, I myself had my own curiosities about white men. My name is Jaquline, but my friends call me Jackie. I like to think of myself as a pretty open minded, modern woman. I've never had any problems with interracial relationships, b...