I hoped that I, Roger Gathers, would never be put in the situation that I had found myself in. Terry had been my best friend most of my life; we were the stars of the Little League team that came in second in the state, and he was an All-Conference pitcher, and me his All-Conference catcher, in High School. We rented a limo and doubled-dated for the Senior P...
*** All Characters are Above Age, Clean, and Consenting within the story. Any alignment with real life persons, places, or things are entirely coincidental in terms of Copyright. Copyright © Reign Loveridge 2019 *** Many men are fathers at different times in their life. Some in their teens, others in their wrinkles. Me? Well... I became a father quite rece...
I wanted to lay my head down on the table and go to sleep. It was morning. I knew because the sun had come up. I guess that meant it was also tomorrow. I had been at work since yesterday. No one had told me that I had to work all night, but the prototype boards had come in yesterday. The boards needed to be working so we would have something to demo at the C...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** A.N. Next chapter roll out! Still more to come even after this! And I think many of you will be pleased with this chapter :) It's been anticipated for a little while. The Following Contains: Dom dickgirls fucking everybodies favorite half breed Ian up the butt. Good stuff! A...
This is a story about two couples, friends who decided to take down the sexual barriers between them and live a life of libidinous freedom that was not common during the 1950’s. It is also a story that has been part of my life --- every waking moment of it --- for fifty years! I’m relating it here in the hope that I can purge myself of the melancholy residue...
Cody slid the envelope across the kitchen table to his wife of 18 years, Ashley. "What's this?" she asked. "See for yourself." Ashley opened the envelope and pulled out several pictures of her having sex with another man. She showed no shock or displeasure. After looking at all the pictures, she remarked, "Those are not very good pictures. If you want bet...
Seven The fun comes to an end. We were both nude in the lounge, I'd shared the remaining champagne and we were walking to the bar with the empty bottle and glasses when our food arrived, the blue collared girl who brought it fascinated by my still erect cock, even though it was flagging a little by now. We sat at the small table and ate it; she'd got me a...
I guess "typical" defines at least the first twenty one years of my (Kevin Alston's) life. I was about average in everything including smarts, athleticism, size, personality, and experiences. I had really good days, and really bad days, did some noble things, and some ignoble ones, probably in a coffee creamer ratio (half-n-half). I was better looking than a...
People have a funny way of meeting their other halves, that's what movies and romance novels tell us. Well, the first time I met my other half, we kind of clashed. Seriously, she literally slammed her fist into my gut. For a short Turkish chick in a low-cut dress and tiara, Beyza "Bebe" Ataturk certainly packed one hell of a punch. Seriously, I'm six-foot-th...
*** CHAPTER 2 *** The week after Master died, I moved with Katie into the house, permanently. We decided to share her bedroom, even though it was the smallest in the house. We just couldn't move into the Masters' old room; there were just too many bad memories. Even if we didn't quite feel ready for it, Katie and I were on our own. The farm had to keep r...