Writer's Note: The story you are about to read did not happen in truth. It did happen all right, partially, up to the last section. Regrettably, I never went through with the final part, which is now, just an illusion (and perhaps a reflection of the real ending I had wished for). Nonetheless, I hope it wets a lot of very hot and sexy panties...and ye, a har...
Thanks for reading my series, 'Tom & Sue & John & Debbie'! If you haven't read the previous Chapters, 1-12, please do so before reading this chapter, otherwise, you're going to miss a lot of the details as each chapter builds on the previous chapter. The series, 'Tom & Sue & John & Debbie' is a story about sports, sex, and romance. The story plot centers on...
A nice bit of Irish... I consider Jack as the most fulfilling guy I have been with. Not like I have been pleasured by many guys. They amount to three in all, those I have met via the website, who were all wonderful in their way, and I cherish having enjoyed their pleasure and most things they wanted to do, very much. Irish didn't look his 45 years so at fo...
I told myself "This ends tonight" I've waited 3 weeks for a response to my text message. I've stayed off the Internet, out of chat rooms, off porn sites. I checked my phone every time it chirped or vibrated, hoping it would be a response to my text: "Thank you for a wonderful afternoon. I look forward to seeing you soon." I was disappointed every time I che...
The week passed quickly, and Jovita and Hanna were soon enjoying their Saturday together. After a festive Shabbat lunch, they walked hand in hand from Hanna's Greenwich Village apartment to the National Museum of the American Indian in the Finance District, exchanging pleasantries along the way. Hanna was excited about looking up the indigenous aspect of Jov...
With apologies to fans of "Portrait of Jennie" A romantic fantasy, or a fantasy romance? I hope you enjoy. Jb7 Jack Jeffries pulled into the driveway of the somewhat dilapidated farmhouse. Although the house was in dire need of paint, at least all the windows he could see were still intact. He stepped out of his Jeep and approached the house, digging in...
FROM THE AUTHOR: This story is my first story, so please be understanding. This story is a dark Loving Wife story with burn the bitches and their boyfriends. My thanks to my dear friend Stormking for taunting me enough to write a story instead of just reading and criticizing other's stories. * My best friend Jake and I were chugging booze and munching piz...
Until recently, I wasn't particularly fond of St Patrick's Day, viewing it as merely an excuse for many of my co-workers to get drunk and make bad Irish jokes. I am proud of my heritage, my family having moved from Tyrone just a couple of generations ago. So in general, I think more respect should be given and less drinking done. I know that sounds strange c...
“I’m telling you, he’s messing around. Why else would he see me, turn around and almost run in the opposite direction. And there’s the girl who’s supposed to be his secretary. Hmmph, secretary my ass!” “No, I don’t believe you, Trevor would never be unfaithful,” Liz cried. Her mascara now formed rivulets down her cheaks. “Trevor loves me. I know him… he wou...
Chapter 39 O'Leary's Savings and Loan Michael did not tell anyone about the thirty-five million dollars or about the idea of starting a new neighborhood bank. He wanted to wait until after the wedding when he would tell Gabriella everything while away on their honeymoon in Ireland and Italy. They had agreed that they wanted to show one another the countries...