------ Part Three - History ------ Over the next two months, I made morning coffee visits two and mostly three times a week, and we met for lunch more than a few times. I found myself padding all of my purchases, giving my wife inflated numbers each time I'd put gas in my truck or make a purchase at the hardware store. It wasn't a significant amount of mone...
My wife and I were happily married for ten years and were in our mid-thirties when we decided to enter into a new and exciting lifestyle. We had always enjoyed our sex life and never considered ourselves to be in a 'rut' or bored, but rather we were ready to grow and expand in our sexuality. We explored different sexual activities and practices and determine...
Although this story can be read on its own, I suggest you first read Justice Ch. 01 and Justice Ch. 02 to get the full context of what is happening here. Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly a...
Lisa awoke the next morning, feeling great. She couldn't believe how much she had enjoyed having a Master. Being used by him whenever he chose, made her feel something inside. Something that she had never felt before. She felt this was what she truly needed. To be owned, and used for the pleasure of her Master, and whoever else he chose. She could never ex...
Several authors are coming out with stories based on three songs by Marty Robbins: El Paso, Feleena and El Paso City. This is a follow up to our first "Invitational" in the fall of 2006 with entries based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." If there is continuing support we might make this a regularly semi-annual event. As always I would...
1. It had been a tiring day. But when I opened the door to our apartment and saw Marianne, lying on the floor reading, much of my frustration was wiped away. She was the most amazing creature I had ever known. We had been together for a year now. I loved her more than ever. We were both 23 and since three months we had been sharing an apartment in a studen...
When I was growing up, sex was something people got into gradually. Birth control was available but not like it is today. And, well, girls just didn't fall over and spread out at the drop of a hat. I was nineteen when I had my first time. Now, well, I have friends who tell me that it's not unusual for girls to be given the pill as soon as they begin menstru...
Waking up sometime later and remembering everything Grandma told me I was still exhausted and overwhelmed as I made my way into shower and dress. I opted for basic day wear clothing donning jeans and a light pink sweatshirt over my matching beige panty and bra, wearing no hosiery or socks as I slid into some straw colored canvas espadrilles giving me a littl...
A romantic gay fantasy (Readers should be aware that this story involves gay male incest and group sex.) My grandpa was chopping logs in the yard. It was a hot day and he had placed his shirt over a tree branch. The sweat was running down between his magnificent pecs and shining in the channel which led down to his belly button and beyond. He saw me stan...
Billy and Danny are fighting again, just what I don't need today. They think I can't hear them, soaking up the air conditioning and screaming at each other about the Xbox while I break my back weeding the garden. I took the day off at the bank to do chores on the farm; it's a precarious balance I have between getting fired and making my grandpa's farm turn a...