(A Dylan James Adventure) This is another in the continuing story of Dylan James, Hollywood stuntman and stud. Dylan's adventures started out with the "One For the Road" series. Please check all his adventures out -- but they are all stand alone stories. Thanks for the interest and support. And please remember to vote. All emails are welcome. * Dylan was...
Note: Hello all! I just wanted to say thanks to all of my beta readers-you all know who you are- for your time and effort. To those of you who are following my other stories, they are still being written and the next chapter will be out soon. Thank you all for reading!! Kal Reese looked out of the window at the lightening sky. There was a part of him th...
-The Bench Carl was waiting for his hair to dry. As was his habit after his usual Saturday workout at the gym, he would relax on his favorite bench in a small neighborhood park. On nice days like this one, it only took a few minutes for his short hair to be dry enough so he would feel comfortable donning his motorcycle helmet. A small nondescript car slowed...
Author's Note: This is the second story I have written involving these main characters. The first, "Caren With a C" is a prelude to this one written from Tommy's point of view, but you don't need to read it first. Be advised that this story is rather long. I tried to put enough action in along the way to hold the reader's attention but it takes a while to ge...
Jessica steps out from behind the privacy curtain of my exam room, revealing her nudity to me for the first time. I am awestruck -- a rapturous witness. Foremost upon her petite figure, her breasts appear scandalously large. So fulsome and buoyant are they that her nipples sit six inches forward from her torso. Her overlapped hands cover her pubic mound w...
After the Casino party I once again foreswore alcohol and became a normal, proper girl. No more outrageous exhibitionism, and certainly no more promiscuity. My best friend Mary did the same. Instead we enjoyed our boyfriends, Mike for me, and Tony for Mary. To my surprise Mike seemed OK with this, and only gave me occasional pressure to go on display for oth...
This is a sequel to Betrayal (Story on this site). You might want to read that first. Chapter I "You want me to do what?" Simon asked with a furrowed brow and Rhea folded her arms defensively across her bosom. "A tattoo. Remind you of who your girlfriend is, as you seem to have problems remembering," Rhea replied coldly and the three people in the crowde...
My name is Michael. And I write for women. Well, truly... I write for submissive women! I write for those who wish to be dominated by a strong, aggressive, "takes what he wants" confident, rugged dominant man. I write for those women who want to be possessed. And I write my stories in the 1st person tense... that is... I am in the stories and you are the ch...
Denise leads the way to a big glass door, beyond her I can see a goodly number of the old gang there talking. They all turn to look when Denise opens the door then Gilly propels me out into the very large back yard. The guys all gawk at me as I walk toward them my breasts bouncing a little. I smile big when I see one of my more favorite booty calls I go righ...
This is the fourteenth episode of my unreliable memoirs and brings to an end the story of how I met and married Lesley. Each episode can be read individually but it helps to have read the previous episodes in particular the first three parts of our trip to France. I didn't realise when I started that it was going to take so long to tell this part of the tal...