Lynn followed the black limousine through the intersection in a left-hand turn with Justin hugging her close atop her Soft Tail. She digguh digguh digguh digguh'ed behind the limo's rear bumper around the corner, ever mindful of the driver's brake lights up ahead. The car pulled to a stop next to "The Lucky Horseshoe Tattoo Parlor and Piercing Studio," takin...
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It had been a long day. I had fought the traffic after a miserable week to get home early and surprise my wife for what was to be a romantic weekend. But as I pulled up to the house my heart sank. I saw a bright red motorcycle in the drive way and something inside told me, "This isn't right!" So, mindfully discreet, I snuck into my own house. Slowly closing...
I jammed my fingers in my mouth and let out a shrill whistle as The Divine finished off their last song with a blistering guitar riff from Kara Devine. She caught my eye and grinned, aiming the head of her guitar towards the ceiling of the auditorium and tearing out the last notes like a professional rock star. Her brother, Adam Devine, had just put the micr...
"What did he do next?" "He kissed me again," I said as Marc's hand cupped my left breast. "And?" "I responded." "Was your mouth open?" "Yes it was." "Was his tongue in your mouth?" "Yes, probably." "And yours, was that in his?" "Yes, I think it was?" I told him as he Marct over, took my nipple into his mouth and sucked it quite hard, just as he knew...
This is not a stroke story but it is a romance with music themes thrown in. It also has a lot of detail and many words. If you don't like detail and find reading many words bothersome, don't read this story. This story was a lot of fun to write and as usual the characters are a bit over the top and larger than life and, since this is fiction, their experienc...
The following story is based on true events. Some of it is totally made up. I will let you, the reader, and your imagination, decide which is which. Many thanks to bothwaysbecky for taking my mess and turning it into a coherent story. All mistakes are my own. *************** My hand shook slightly as I moved my mouse pointer over the link to publish my ad...
"Tell me a fantasy." "What? No way. I don't know you nearly well enough." "Come on, Rachel, we've worked together what - four years now?" "But do we really know the people we work with? What they really think?" "And which ones wear leather underwear?" "Ewww...thongs would be gross enough." "So what sort of underwear do you wear?" "I won't tell you."...
I had been looking forward to the concert for almost six months. I had set my alarm and spent over an hour online waiting for the tickets to go on sale and finally, finally, I had them. Two tickets to the standing room only show of my favorite band. I had never been so excited in my life. They had been my favorite band for years, since I was just a purpl...
Some readers have written that my stories aren't believable enough. They don't believe that what's in my stories could really happen. I think that's funny because most of my stories are based on something that truly happened. To be sure, I greatly alter the true part of the story, to make the story more interesting or sexier or to make the sex even sexier. B...