A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists -- Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see below). This story could appe...
Vera got in touch with Brenda Porter that very day, as she was so anxious to find out about the Texas Love Ranch (TLR). Everything Brenda told Vera about the TLR she liked, and she could see that the TLR could make up for the loss of Richard. Brenda was friends with Vickie Vargas, the daughter of the principal owner of TLR, Kristina Varga. Thus, she was able...
So today Dave Brubeck died, and when I heard the news I had to laugh to myself. There have always been two inside jokes that made Marty and me laugh since we got married, jokes which make no sense to anyone but us: "It's Brubeck" and "screensaver." Some backstory is in order, of course. When I was in college I did some "modeling," if you know what I mean....
The three cheerleaders completed their routine and were sitting catching their breath between the two bouts. A person approached them and asked if they would meet him after the rounds were completed for the day to discuss a business proposal. They agreed to do so. The three were from one of the ex-soviet union countries and were popular as cheerleaders. Ran...
(This story involves a lot of humiliation of the main character, futa on male action, incest, and other fringe fetishes. If these aren't your thing turn back now. I also wanted to give credit and thanks to the artist Mafen for the above picture which helped inspire this story.) The hall is quiet. You were pretty sure nobody was at home. You creep carefully d...
My name is Stephen Pratchett, and I am a secret atheist. Why keep that a secret? you may ask. Well, the problem were my parents, and to a certain extent, my two siblings. You see, they were reformed protestants. For those of you who don't know what that means: they were the strictest, fun-hating, sour-faced people on the planet. Fundamentally their beliefs m...
Victoria Veronica Patterson née Vargas was not a happy camper. She had just caught her husband of almost four years, cheating on her. Vickie had been attending a special three day ABA (American Bar Association) convention held at Washington, D.C., highlighting current medical malpractices developments She had intended to return to her home in Atlanta, Ga o...
This is my first attempt at writing erotica. If you are looking for serious hardcore sex, then chapter one isn't for you. However, as the story progresses, things will get more raunchy. Please comment so that I can improve my writing. ***** The look on Robs face said it all, he was obviously worried. His colleague saw it, and recognised that this concern h...
Phil's old guitar didn't get much use after Marta left with Johnny in Florida. I tried to keep up some practice but fumbled the challenge, and now it hung quietly on a wall in my camp. Lee and Emma were over one day for a barbecue, and Emma took it down and strummed out a simple folk tune. "I didn't know you could play," I said. "Wanna give me some lessons?...
When Brenda, Connie and Vickie woke up that Saturday morning there was no inclination by anyone to start a normal day. Instead there was an unstated consensus to continue in their sex play at least for that day. Brenda was the first to awaken and she immediately turned to Vickie's cunt and started licking it. Vickie then awakened to the feeling of a tongue...