This story took place quite some time ago. The world was different and life was much simpler. But despite the difference in the way people viewed life then and now, the sexes respond pretty much the same. If physical desire exists between two people, they have or will find a way to respond. Appearances, position in life, social outlook, political positions o...
For those who enjoy a honeymoon ending ... and thank you, as ever, for your supportive comments and constructive criticism. ***** June was an incredibly busy month: final report cards, packing, and driving home on the weekends to see Sarah. I couldn't bear not seeing her. It was astonishing, really - I couldn't tell where this outpouring of passion had c...
Events in childhood shape our destiny. What happens in those formative years may so affect our lives that what follows is as inevitable as if we were a leaf that, once it has fallen into a stream, is carried helplessly away to its ultimate destiny. Edwin Stearns always knew, down to the day and hour, when a key event in his life occurred: a warm afternoon i...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the beginning to appreciate this tale. I apologize for the length of time between this chapter and the last one. Recovery is well underway and I hope to post regularly again. This is a half chapter. Thursday morning October 25 ## (Wednesday evening continued) With the sun dropping low in the sky...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. ***** This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold....
Edited by Rosmarina (whose advice and assistance are much appreciated) Please do not reproduce this story without permission. == Chapter 16 == As the limo pulled away from Master's house the Asian man who owned Ming Ming explained that he had already arranged that we would have lunch at a Chinese restaurant where he was well known. I still didn't know the...
My name is Nelson Johnstone and this is my story or part of it at least. I am one of those uber computer geeks more than anything else. I am thirty years old, six foot tall and weigh about one hundred and eighty pounds with brown hair and eyes. Not in too bad of shape though a little more exercise wouldn't hurt. Rather hard to do when you're working twelve h...
"We're in trouble," said Myrna. Her blonde hair had been bleached white by many days in the sun. Her sunburnt skin was peeling. Her lips were cracked. She trudged along the dirt road in men's boots that were too big for her and giving her blisters. In one hand she carried an empty bucket which had contained water. She and Elsteen had had nothing to drink sin...
[This story is fiction, but the characters are based on real people. It is an abridgement from an unfinished novel about politics, power and sex in Texas during the last half of the 20th Century. The novel may never get finished, so I thought I'd share this segment with you.] * If I had not been walking up to my bike at that moment, she would have found so...
Logan Parker looked across his desk at the stunningly attractive woman sitting opposite him and shook his head. "Blair! We can't go on like this. That's the forth we've lost in two months." He looked at the letter on his desk-- another resignation. It would mean that Cole would have to step in yet again. Thank God for queers, he thought to himself. Well, a...