Welcome to Part Five of The Florida Trip, aka The Baseball Trip: Season Two. You don't have to read the earlier stuff to get what's going on but, I mean, maybe try it? Just do a little bit and see how it feels. Everyone is over the age of 18. When I woke up in the morning, the bedroom was empty. For the first time I could remember on this trip, I had a ho...
Thank you for stopping by and checking out my story. It's the second story in this series. The game Overwatch figures into this tale, and although I usually try to avoid pinning my stories down to a specific time, this particular story is set around September to December 2017, and by the time it got published, some of the characters, abilities and powers h...
First: (1) All the characters in this story are 21 years of age or older. (2) This story is intended for adults only. (3) Unlike the real world where it's important to know who your sexual partner is and to practice safe sex, in all of my fictional tales, no one has any sexually transmitted diseases. (4) In the world of fantasy your proclivities are just tha...
"My money right?" Heidi Baker sat around a firepit along the back property of the Kytes residence after an extraordinary day of more than she bargained for. Everyone was gone home except the immediate family consisting of Weaver Kytes her boyfriend if not by a mere agreement, and his Mom and Dad, Jacki and Solomon Kytes. Now that the sun had gone down more...
This is the story of how, as a man of 63, desperate and bereft after my wife died, I was eventually was solicited by and paid our 22-year old neighbor for sex. It's a story that in some ways is pathetic, but to me it's also erotic. I'll tell you right now that I came to love her, even though I don't think she ever loved me. She had affection for me, and I th...
So, in the last chapter we finally arrived at Brent's big fuck up. If you haven't read the previous 10 chapters, you probably should, or you will have no idea what is going on. I haven't as yet gotten a lot of feedback since Chapter 8, so there's not much to say here. Sorry for the delays in getting this out, but as I've said before, life has been busy. I'm...
Huge thank you to Spector Dugan for not only publishing incredibly sexy stories that honestly inspired me to put these thoughts down on paper but who spent countless hours and few days going through my very first story with a fine tooth comb and not pulling any punches through the draft. **** Every year when the weather would start to break Mr. Sanders,...
Several months ago, I hinted at an epilogue to wrap everything up. Unfortunately, this has turned into not only another chapter but probably should have been two or three. Oh, well. If you haven't read the preceding chapters, you probably should or none of this will make any sense. If, on the other hand, you want to plow right in then have at it. I make no p...