I am not now nor was I ever a true suburban sexual revolutionary. But before I grow too old and antique to still get a bit wet between my thighs in the telling of this story, I'd like to get in down on paper. Perhaps someday, some yet unborn descendant will come across it in Granny's ancient computer files, will read it with shock and wide-eyed amazement tha...
Chapter One - The Hold Up The four riders spurred their horses into a run as the stagecoach came into sight. Their leader, astride a big buckskin, adjusted his mask and drew his six shooter. "Let's take it!!" He said reining his horse around and heading down the hill. Shots started coming from the coach as soon as the driver and guard saw the four men comi...
I can't believe the situation I'm in! My name is Anna and I am from a poor farming family here in Massachussetts. My father was given a small amount of land for his service during the Revolution but we still struggle to make it. I'm 18 now and I have a adequate breasts for child rearing and my hips have taken a nice shape over the last few years. Boys have c...
Danny Avalon, here again. I'm the recently rich guy who 'bought' a former girlfriend, Becky. I turned her into my personal prostitute for three thousand dollars a month over the next twelve months. But that amount meant that she was at my beck and call, even if she were at work. (See the first chapter in how that happened.) My five foot eleven inch height a...
Sydd slid up next to him as he handled the produce at the open-air market on the waterfront.... 'He damn sure knows his way around melons,' she chuckled.... Wip had positioned herself almost directly in front of him...thinking she'd most certainly 'catch' his eye if he looked up....and she was definitely 'eye-catching' today.... The knit thing was working o...
Fictional story about fictional characters. (My version of S. 8, E. 8 "The Prom Equivalency") ***** Penny was behind the kitchen counter of her apartment making cocktails, awaiting the arrival of her friends Bernadette Wolowitz and Amy Farrah Fowler, when the door opened and they walked in carrying take-out food for everyone. Amy spied neat piles of cloth...
Foreword First my thanks to LegMann for his editing. Second all there is no under age sex here. And Last sorry for the wait and I hope you enjoy the latest installment of R.O.W. ***** RISE OF THE WARLOCK Deals My sister sighed against my neck and I smiled briefly as I considered what to do. In the immediate future I knew I had to get my sister to her ow...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Randy turned his lounge chair a little to the right to face the sun and sat down. He plugged in his mp3 player ear pieces and turned on a mellow mix of old hits from Jimmy Buffet, The Eagles and others. He kept the back of the chair up about halfway so he could reach and drink his margarita without problem. "Another day in paradise," he laughed to himself. O...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my st...